My thoughts

Here are two poems from one of my favourite poets, Wendy Cope, a very great woman indeed.

They pretty much sum up my feelings at the moment.


Seeing you

Seeing you will make me sad.
I want to do it anyway.
We can't relive the times we had-
Seeing you will make me sad.
Perhaps, its wrong, perhaps its mad.
But we will both be dead one day.
Seeing you will make me sad.
I have to do it anyway.



Defining the problem

I cant't forgive you, Even if I could,
You wouldn't pardon me for seeing through you.
And yet i cannot cure myself of love
For what i thought you were before i knew you.