I loveth too much
yet i’m not enow
bid me what thee wanteth
—
not yond t matt’rs
because what thee wanteth
shall nev’r beest me
—
but yond’s well enow too
the thee i loveth
is nay longeth’r thee
I love too much
yet i’m not enough
tell me what you want
—
not that it matters
because what you want
will never be me
—
but that’s okay too
the you i love
is no longer you
~Melanie Thomason
2/26/19
Filed under Poetry
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Lol your old school English rocks! The poem rocks too. 🙂
It is your fault! LOL!! I visited you and then this happened…had to play at bit 😉
Is that real old school English? I adore it, whatever!
Welll i wouldn’t call it authentic or correct… just me playing around 😀
It’s not that you love too much…you love the wrong person.
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