Bittersweet

Saturday, 14 October 2006, 16:04

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She proposed. He declined.

You’re too intense for me.

He said then.

A few years later, they met.
He was older, she wiser.

He frowned,

I don’t like what you’ve become.

You didn’t like me the way I was!

She wanted to cry when he said

I did. I miss who you used to be.

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8 idea-filings for “Bittersweet”

  1. 1PinksNo Gravatar

    A confused man!

  2. 2junkieNo Gravatar

    @ Pinks

    aren’t they all? ;)

  3. 3ideasmithNo Gravatar

    @ Pinks, Junkie: I think we all are.

  4. 4StrangerNo Gravatar

    Friends… old friends…
    One sees how it ends.
    A woman looks
    Or a man lies,
    And the pleasant brooks
    And the quiet skies,
    Ruined with brawling
    And caterwauling,
    Enchant no more
    As they did before,
    And so it ends
    With friends.

    Friends… old friends…
    And what if it ends?
    Shall we dare to shirk
    What we live to learn?
    It has done its work,
    It has served its turn;
    And, forgive and forget
    Or hanker and fret,
    We can be no more
    As we were before.
    When it ends, it ends
    With friends.

    Friends… old friends…
    So it breaks, so it ends.
    There let it rest!
    It has fought and won,
    And is still the best
    That either has done.
    Each as he stands
    The work of its hands
    Which shall be more
    As he was before?…
    What is it ends
    With friends?

  5. 5ideasmithNo Gravatar

    @ Stranger: Some lessons you really wish you didn’t have to learn.

  6. 6wiselingNo Gravatar

    Sometimes there is no happily ever after, but there is happiness…

  7. 7ideasmithNo Gravatar

    @ Wiseling: I don’t know if there’s always happiness, but there’s often poetry.

  8. 8wiselingNo Gravatar

    You gotta take what you get and smile, right? What more can you do…
    And about my post, I don’t say what I don’t mean..I love the way you write.

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