The day after
is always a day of regret and broken dreams.
The old slights and deep seated resentments surface
to tears and recriminations.
I had thought we would have out grown all this-
but apparently it is our karma
to relive
and relive
and relive
throughout our lifetimes together.
I have never thought of this… but maybe we can never really learn, or we are just caught in the treadmill of life