Drama Queen Made Me Do This. (not) :)

The Sonnet Deliberate Gentle Love Dreamer (DGLD)   Romantic, hopeful, and composed. You are the Sonnet. Get it? Composed? Sonnets want Love and have high ideals about it. They’re conscientious people, caring & careful. You yourself have deep convictions, and you devote a lot of thought to romance and what it should be. This will frighten away most potential mates, but that’s okay, because you’re very choosy with your affections anyway. You’d absolutely refuse to date someone dumber than you, for instance. Lovers who share your idealized perspective, or who are at least willing to totally throw themselves into a relationship, will be very, very happy with you. And you with them. You’re already selfless and compassionate, and with the right partner, there’s no doubt you can be sensual, even adventurously so. You probably have lots of female friends, and they have a special soft spot for you. Babies do, too, at the tippy-top of their baby skulls.     Your exact female opposite: Genghis Khunt Random Brutal Sex Master Always avoid: The 5-Night Stand (DBSM), The False Messiah (DBLM), The Hornivore (RBSM), The Last Man on Earth (RBSD) Consider: The Loverboy (RGLM)

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I don’t want to hurt anymore.

I don’t want to hurt you anymore.

And me.

I sit here in a room in school, filled with strangers.
Two groups of graduate students, discussing their presentation.
I know only one girl, she turned to look at me, but I was too late to catch her eye.

The week has been a whirlwind of things and such.
I didn’t really realise how deep the emotions ran,
and how much I missed.

The one week mid-sem break came and went, in a flash.
I didn’t even have time to breathe. I loved, I thought I loved, I thought I was loved,
but by the way things are hanging, I don’t know.

I miss, of course I do, but the cracks are widening,
I don’t even think I can bear to see your face or hear your voice.
You had been too nice to me, and you’ve taken away everything.

I don’t blame you though I don’t think I ever will.
But when I stop to catch my breath, I wonder why, there is
meanness in your words. What happened?

I want to march ahead to another world.
Where I get assignments done on time, where my heart and eyes are dry,
where I read more than I need too, and I score spectacularly. Simply spectacularly.

Again I sit here, 30 minutes to the start of lesson two.
My nose clogged, body warm, cheeks flushed and head aching.
6 more hours till the day ends, till life here goes still, and till I stop thinking about you

and me.
(it’s time to let go, i think…)