Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Unrequited

"A mighty pain to love it is,
And 'tis a pain that pain to miss;
But of all pains, the greatest pain
It is to love, but love in vain."
--Abraham Crowly
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2 comments:

Andy Cantor said...

Lovely poem.

Just wanted to let you know that you have my poetry blog on your list twice. See you Saterdasy!

Wednesday, December 13, 2006 10:29:00 PM
Lilith said...

Hmm. Wonder how that happened. And A Place in which to Wander was there too.

It's definitely what I'm going through, as is Sweety. But he doesn't seem to mind so much because I'm still with him. But if Red Delicious turns around... I won't desert him, but still.

My uncle pointed out awhile ago that even though I think "nothing hurts more than to realise he meant everything to you and you meant nothing to him", it can drive people insane to realise that you meant everything to him and he meant nothing to you. He said people will change their appearance drastically, move to unusual places, etc. just to make the person they don't want to love them not love them. But there's a way to avoid that: embrace it. Make him mean something to you. You don't have to love them back, but you can bask in their love for you. It's a glorious feeling, to be the world of someone else.

Let's see if I'm getting too cocky...
*Looks around suspiciously*

Wednesday, December 13, 2006 10:41:00 PM

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