"Why is not the past quiet in temporal space? Why return to haunt the present, to scare the future, to quench the light that had finally overcome the darkness?" I asked him. I could hold the heartbreak no longer and I fell to the floor in a disheveled heap as my grief poured out in a flood of uncontrollable tears. " I don't truly don't know." He simply answered as he stared at me with a certain feeling. It wasn't a pityful look. It was a " I understand you" type of look. For some unknown reason his eyes spoke louder than his words. XXX Everyone has an untold chapter in their lifes. One chapter that everyone tries to hide it or forget it. However life, ironically ,decides to pull some pranks.