Some wounds in hearts are shallow, some are deep. Some will hemorrhage if now well-cared for. Each wounded heart heals differently. Some scab over but heal nicely and months later the injury is only a distant memory. Some grow scar tissue so tough that nothing can penetrate them again. For some, the scab falls off too quickly, exposing raw skin that is not yet ready for the light of day. But even that new skin will toughen up and eventually blend in texture with that around it. And though it will certainly fade with time, it may always be a slightly different color, a reminder to the bearer that though it is time to move on, some healing is  not perfect. yet those who want to love us will love us despite our scars, and may even find us more beautiful for them.