Jumat, 15 September 2017

Love & Misadventure by Lang Leav



Love & Misadventure
By Lang Leav

Maybe I should let you go
“You were you,
and I was I;
we were two
before our time.
I was yours
before I knew,
and you have always
been mine too.”


Where are you?





“It happens like this.

"One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else--closer to them than your closest family. Perhaps this person carries within them an angel--one sent to you for some higher purpose; to teach you an important lesson or to keep you safe during a perilous time. What you must do is trust in them--even if they come hand in hand with pain or suffering--the reason for their presence will become clear in due time."

Though here is a word of warning--you may grow to love this person but remember they are not yours to keep. Their purpose isn't to save you but to show you how to save yourself. And once this is fulfilled; the halo lifts and the angel leaves their body as the person exits your life. They will be a stranger to you once more.

It's so dark right now, I can't see any light around me.
That's because the light is coming from you. You can't see it but everyone else can.”
Him
“What was it like to love him? Asked Gratitude.
  It was like being exhumed, I answered, and brought to life in a flash of brilliance.

What was it like to be loved in return? Asked Joy.
It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.

What was it like to lose him? Asked Sorrow. There was a long pause before I responded:

It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to me—said all at once.”








Sonnet 116 by William Shakespear

 Sonnet 116
By Willian Shakespear

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand'ring bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom:

If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

            "Sonnet 116" is a poem written by William Shakespeare. This love poem is one of the most well-known sonnets of all-time. The poem speaks about what love is. Shakespeare states that love is something that doesn't change and it can't be removed. He says that it is constant. It is "an ever-fixed mark" and it is "not Time's fool". It doesn't change no matter how long we wait.