Turning the Corner

Just when you thought that maybe, somehow, 
enough time had passed; 
That all the wounds had healed, 
the blisters turned to callouses, 
and broken bones had mended... 
along comes a subtle hint, a fatal scent, 
an uncanny glimpse of long buried memories 
stirred from the past and brought sorrowfully,
painfully, into full living color. 
Breath turned to involuntary sighs,
Forces a silent moment,
for the happiness evaporated,
for smiles and tears left unshared.