Hearts are broken every day, lives are lost, feelings hurt, dreams are broken and often lost. In a sea where they remain. Where they are nolonger a current dream but a faded shadow of ones imagination instead. But why suffer these tragides in life, tragides that often can be pervented. They say that what doesn't kill you makes you stronger that time heals all wounds. But who wants to feel pain, loss, and who wants to suffer? And does it really make you stonger or weaker instead? Does time really heal all wounds or does it just heal and leave scares in its place. Scares that will forever and always be a part of you, will always grow with you, and will always be a reminder of the pain and the loss that you have suffered.