Conversation

M: "Can we start over?"
A: "Of course :)"
M: "That's not true.
It's never true."
A: "It can be."
M: "Not
It can't.
It never is.
Never."

I'm not really sure that A believed that starting over is never possible. But she's an optimist sometimes. Well, for other people. Not usually for herself, though.

~~~

I guess
that's true
and we can't ever start over,
not really.
Because once something happens
it becomes a part of you
and wherever you go from there
you still have that piece of things
inside
persistently refusing
to stop reminding you
of its existence
and its oh-so-constant presence.

So
then
what is a beginning?
Can you ever begin something
or are you really just adding on
to all that has happened
and to the experiences
of all who have
gone
before?