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Sunday, August 23, 2009
As soon as forever is through, i'll be over you.
"Hermia don't!", i said. I was too late. Hermia stab herself in the stomach due to depression. I guess she thinks too much about her love life. I know it's hard to handle in losing someone you love. But it's parts and parcels of life. My life is full of regrets in accepting Demetrius' love. I am in a dilemma in what to do. Before i could finish up my thoughts about this. Hermia gave her life up. I feel so guilty. God, help me. I don't know what to do next. Sadness surrounds me. My bestfriend did something rash right in front of me. I couldn't control my tears. She should share her feelings with me, but she just keep it to herself. Although i'm reluctant to let you go, i still have to, Demetrius. I don't want to be the cause of her death. I don't want any people to hate me. Can my life get any better? Losing my bestfriend, and having to give up my love is totally not a happy ending. Sorry Demetrius and Hermia, i've let the both of you down. Rest in peace, Hermia. I appreciate everything that you have done for me. I love you, my bestfriend. Sorry for everything.

When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
To sever for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.

The dew of the morning
Sunk chill on my brow--
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame:
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.

They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o'er me--
Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee too well:
Long, long shall I rue thee,
Too deeply to tell.

In secret we met--
In silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?
With silence and tears.

The best way to mend a broken heart is time and spending time with my loving girlfriend. But, she's no longer there. Just remember, it's fate.

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