Dissevering of souls

[wordsinether]

Annabel Lee

Comments

[jconstantine]

*smile* Hello, girlie. I used to belive as you did. I think I got broken of that over the last couple of years.

I understand you'll be moving off soon, too. We need to get together and catch up, I'd like to see you 'fore you go.

[mischifthefool]

You're moving?

[thedarkcrystal]

This is my favorite poem in the world. I don't see how anything could ever be written that was more beautiful. I read it and I always cry as well. I think it's so cool that you love it as much as I do.

And you know that I feel the same way about love.

[themaduniverse]

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars

~ William Butler Yeats

This poem has the same effect on me. Another turn of phrase that really spoke to me was:
"We are not defined by those who love us or why, but rather by whom we choose to love and how. For that love is yours. You own it, and it can never be taken away."

That being said, you are loved and dearly loved at that.

[loyal_incarnate]

I tried to respond but al I could say was

Wow.