When November Falls

<p>There is a song titled Love Is a Many-Splendored Thing. Perhaps the song should have been titled Love Is a Many-Splintered Thing. You know a splinter a piece of wood that gets under your skin. Time must go by until it festers and you can be rid of that painful feeling and the healing can begin. In the case of love it is kind of like that splinter. You meet someone and a reaction occurs between you and the heat is on. It becomes like that gnawing feeling your heart gets when it hurts from being so happy or so sad. Feelings you're forced sometimes to put in the back of your mind for a day a week a year and eventually decades because relationships can end abruptly. Feelings that become locked away and rarely allowed for a brief look--that is until a chance accident puts you back in time to fix those feelings and bring the love of your life back to you.</p>