i remember writing this sonnet a long time ago when i was the sad little emo kid i was back then. gay to say it, but army has made me more...manly. not that i wasn't manly before of course, just that i was feminine enough to come up with such a womanly sonnet which conveyed ideas a 14 year old average looking girl would convey to her nerdy boyfriend if he were to leave to another country.

we all go through these phases, stop looking at me like how shakespeare would look at keats if the kings of melancholy were to say, 'here ye here ye....BITCH, i shall say that thy work is incommentable compared to mine.'

here it is.

sonnet for long distance relationships

My Heart aches, but t'is not drowsy numbness
that pains thy so, but the void that is deep
within a lovers heart. Closed forgiveness
is wished, like a fool mistaken; who weeps
and scorns on error done. Once more, space,
has created what seems like arguement,
but alas, t'is not. T'is but thy shamed face
which I hide under stones, away, burnt.
Waves part us, but i fail to see reason,
though through love, I am forced to understand.
A promise kept, love will follow this season,
A love that will not fall under demand.
I sit on the floor, knowing you will land,
hoping on the 1st, that we still bear hands.

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oh by the way, i look like this now.