I see thine image through my tears tonight
By
Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I see thine image through my tears to-night,
And yet to-day I saw thee smiling. How
Refer the cause?–Beloved, is it thou
Or I, who makes me sad? The acolyte
Amid the chanted joy and thankful rite
May so fall flat, with pale insensate brow,
On the altar-stair. I hear thy voice and vow,
Perplexed, uncertain, since thou art out of sight,
As he, in his swooning ears, the choir’s amen.
Beloved, dost thou love? or did I see all
The glory as I dreamed, and fainted when
Too vehement light dilated my ideal,
For my soul’s eyes? Will that light come again,
As now these tears come–falling hot and real?

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I’ll be your sister and friend
By
Chubby

Past few days was like a whirlwind,
I tried to stay calm and grounded,
But in the end, I was left wounded,
By the aftermath of liking you too damn much,
I know now how you feel towards me,
The earlier, the better for me to unwind,
I am left with a shell of emptiness,
I thought I could believe myself in love again,
But again, I was wrong…
Don’t worry, I’ll stay beside you
I will still be your ’sister and friend’.