After Love by Sara Teasdale

There is no magic any more,
We meet as other people do,
You work no miracle for me
Nor I for you.


You were the wind and I the sea --
There is no splendor any more,
I have grown listless as the pool
Beside the shore.


But though the pool is safe from storm
And from the tide has found surcease,
It grows more bitter than the sea,
For all its peace.

"I wrote the story myself. It's about a girl who lost her reputation and never missed it" ~Mae West

I'm at a crossroads in my life where I can either change or stay stubbornly the same. I'm choosing to change but I can't help feeling that I'm losing more than I'm gaining. Only time will tell though.

Look at my playlist if you want to know what music I hum along to.


Loves
Singing in choir (or my bedroom), music, drawing,
watercolors, looking at art, photography, the female body as an art form,
finding a song that fits my mood so perfectly at that moment,
cuddling, hugging, kissing, sex, getting and looking at tattoos,
hanging out with friends and family, my heritage,
learning, my pillow pet unicorn Eluna,
animals, complete and brutal honesty is much appreciated.

Loathes
Cheaters, bitches that turn good guys into assholes,
stuck up bitches with paint on eyebrows,
dishonesty, people who can't take criticism or take it personally,
tone deaf people who have been told their whole lives by their mothers that they can sing,
people that dislike a band they use to love because the got famous or "sold out",
the word "can't", being taken too seriously, pencil eyeliner (seriously splinters in your eye not fun),
guys that don't take their time during sex.

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silentscreamer91 [Reply]

Nov 22, 2011, 04:05am Happy Birthday hope you have an awesome day