i know you search me with your eyes
and wonder why my love waxes and wanes
why i accept your love with a haunted wounded wavering
…
…the past has passed and the scars have all but healed…
…the past has passed and its lessons learned…
…the past has passed and all those who did not stay are not missed…
and yet i and my soul remain in the clutches of its grasp….
intotheindigo 
You can lead a person through tunnels of pain, so powerful imagery you create all the time. It is the heart, your soul, which beautifies past. We need grace to sweeten the meaning of sadness, so we can simply embrace such moments of pain. Some have already lived that way, and it is beautiful for them.
I don’t know why I’m saying this. 🙂
I’m glad you said what you did Pawan,
you are always welcome to share your
sagely insight it is a delight to read the beauty
you create with your words =)
I wish when I read this I didn’t feel like I was saying it myself… you have captured something here…