...... "while I stood staring... the darkness the last sublime had left; memories flushed through, opening back the deep cut that I had spent eon of strong will to conceal". "The past, they say; 'is not a nice place to visit'."... "How could I have allowed my heart betray me for the umpteenth time; how could I have allowed his very good deceiving smile shed the bricks I had formed around my heart? ..... oh God! Please let this cup pass me... ....Mia