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[laviniaspeaks]

I find myself so heartbroken when the lives of people I love, lives which I used to play a major role in, continue on without me being a part of them. I am sad when I lose my place as someone's confidant.

I shouldn't be sad. I was the one who left, after all. But I am anyway.

The world is filled with people in love.

Oh no. I can feel Sara Teasdale creeping up on me... How did I think I could move here without bringing my collection of Sara Teasdale with me? How?

Pain
Sara Teasdale

Waves are the sea's white daughters,
And raindrops the children of rain,
But why for my shimmering body
Have I a mother like Pain?

Night is the mother of stars,
And wind the mother of foam --
The world is brimming with beauty,
But I must stay at home.

I Know The Stars
Sara Teasdale

I know the stars by their names,
Aldebaran, Altair,
And I know the path they take
Up heaven's broad blue stair.

I know the secrets of men
By the look of their eyes,
Their gray thoughts, their strange thoughts
Have made me sad and wise.

But your eyes are dark to me
Though they seem to call and call --
I cannot tell if you love me
Or do not love me at all.

I know many things,
But the years come and go,
I shall die not knowing
The thing I long to know.

Faces
Sara Teasdale

People that I meet and pass
In the city's broken roar,
Faces that I lose so soon
And have never found before,

Do you know how much you tell
In the meeting of our eyes,
How ashamed I am, and sad
To have pierced your poor disguise?

Secrets rushing without sound
Crying from your hiding places --
Let me go, I cannot bear
The sorrow of the passing faces.

-- People in the restless street,
Can it be, oh can it be
In the meeting of our eyes
That you know as much of me?