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Whoo! Went to Ringers premiere yesterday with Laire. Had a blast. Tis a VERY VERY VERY good movie. GO SEE IT. I'm in it! Whoo! I saw some of my RIngers friends, and had a good time. SHOUT OUT TO TAYLOR!! You rule!
I had surgery on my mouth today. Can't move my lips. Very frustrated and tired. Please, drugs, WEAR OFF!!!
*sigh*
So. Anyways. In other aspects of my life, my two best friends, Erin and Sam, recently broke up, after one of the most beautiful and heartwarming relationships ever to bless the Story. It seemed like it would last forever. I am devastated and floored. So, knowing me, my only outlet for this has been poetry.
That Love Should Die
The moon and sun shines still fair,
Nature's beauty is still there.
Oh, how can the world carry on,
When hearts are hurt, when love is gone?
How can birds sing when love is dead?
When loving memories torment the head?
How can the sun shine on world so mean?
Why do bees hum, instead of keen?
I remember a night not long ago,
When the half moon rose to show,
That my love was now dead,
Though theirs continued to spread.
But now even his love is gone,
Leaving him with a lonely song,
And all I can do is softly cry,
Oh, the tragedy, that love should die!
(COPYRIGHT 2006 MEGAN HAYNER)
For some reason, Erin and Sam splitting up hurts me more than John and I. Much more. Psychiatrists say that kids would rather know that their parents loved each other than that they themselves are loved. Perhaps it is the same with me. Sam and Erin were, for a couple months, the one thing that was always constant, always right in my life. Even if I failed, or was hurt, or whatever, I could always looks to them and see perfect love, and beauty, and with that find hope. But now..... now there is nothing to depend upon, where once a solid rock stood, there is only gravel, swiftly changing to dust. How did the cracks creep up on us so silently? I am devastated.
I had surgery on my mouth today. Can't move my lips. Very frustrated and tired. Please, drugs, WEAR OFF!!!
*sigh*
So. Anyways. In other aspects of my life, my two best friends, Erin and Sam, recently broke up, after one of the most beautiful and heartwarming relationships ever to bless the Story. It seemed like it would last forever. I am devastated and floored. So, knowing me, my only outlet for this has been poetry.
That Love Should Die
The moon and sun shines still fair,
Nature's beauty is still there.
Oh, how can the world carry on,
When hearts are hurt, when love is gone?
How can birds sing when love is dead?
When loving memories torment the head?
How can the sun shine on world so mean?
Why do bees hum, instead of keen?
I remember a night not long ago,
When the half moon rose to show,
That my love was now dead,
Though theirs continued to spread.
But now even his love is gone,
Leaving him with a lonely song,
And all I can do is softly cry,
Oh, the tragedy, that love should die!
(COPYRIGHT 2006 MEGAN HAYNER)
For some reason, Erin and Sam splitting up hurts me more than John and I. Much more. Psychiatrists say that kids would rather know that their parents loved each other than that they themselves are loved. Perhaps it is the same with me. Sam and Erin were, for a couple months, the one thing that was always constant, always right in my life. Even if I failed, or was hurt, or whatever, I could always looks to them and see perfect love, and beauty, and with that find hope. But now..... now there is nothing to depend upon, where once a solid rock stood, there is only gravel, swiftly changing to dust. How did the cracks creep up on us so silently? I am devastated.