It's all gone, a long time.
But every time I think about it, it's like a scar that will never go away, which is embarrassing.
She probably never thought about the future, but she knew in her heart that they had no future.
She used this scar to surround herself. She couldn't get out, and others couldn't come in. It didn't matter that she was stuck in her ways. Anyway, she was used to being alone. She was lonely in the phoenix tree, and her days were like years.