If I'm ever out that way, I'll be sure to find that ole' chestnut tree.
Though but a glimpse of times long past, it is worth the view, for it is new to eyes unseen.
Don't worry so much about mistakes, for after all, is that not what life is for, to live and to learn?
There is no need to hide that which, in all its glory, is so pure. I know your heart, you are not a monster.
The past is the past, don't let it haunt you.