goodbye, my almost lover

Ugh! I hate that at one moment, I feel like this...
"Nor can thy shame give physic to my grief
Though thou repent, yet I have still the loss:
The offender's sorrow lends but weak relief
To him that bears the strong offence's cross."
(Sonnet XXXIV, William Shakespeare)

and the next I feel like this...
"No more be grieved at that which thou hast done:
Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud:
Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun,
And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.
All men make faults, and even I in this"
(Sonnet XXXV, William Shakespeare)

I repeat...UGH! Well...at least Shakespeare felt the same way.
Pray for me to find permanent peace of mind in this whole thing...please & thank you!

♥
mjl.


"We walked along a crowded street
You took my hand and danced with me...images
And when you left, you kissed my lips
You told me you would never, never forget
These images...no

Well, I'd never want to see you unhappy
I thought you'd want the same for me

Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
Should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do"

- "Almost Lover", A Fine Frenzy ♥