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Aug. 23rd, 2007 12:25 amI loved you, and probably still do,
And for a while the feeling may remain...
But let my love no longer trouble you,
I do not wish to cause you any pain.
I loved you; and the hopelessness I knew,
The jealousy, the shyness - though in vain -
Made up a love so tender and so true
As may God grant you to be loved again.
Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin.
I'm way overwhelmed. Too much going on, and my auto-guilt has kicked in, causing me to act like a crappy human being. This is the first level of my paranoia, it's an unhealthy place mentally. The poem is nice regardless. I had fun tonight, regardless, and am up way too late. I need to sleep more. Only a couple of days of work left, yay, before next week where I only work two.
And for a while the feeling may remain...
But let my love no longer trouble you,
I do not wish to cause you any pain.
I loved you; and the hopelessness I knew,
The jealousy, the shyness - though in vain -
Made up a love so tender and so true
As may God grant you to be loved again.
Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin.
I'm way overwhelmed. Too much going on, and my auto-guilt has kicked in, causing me to act like a crappy human being. This is the first level of my paranoia, it's an unhealthy place mentally. The poem is nice regardless. I had fun tonight, regardless, and am up way too late. I need to sleep more. Only a couple of days of work left, yay, before next week where I only work two.
