A Poet’s Heart

A bell is not a bell until someone rings it, a song is not a song until someone sings it. Love wasn’t put in the heart to stay, for love isn’t love till you give it away.~Senora Roy
A Poets Heart
Not much to say this time, just a little something “off” that happened and I’ve been thinking about it all day. Taylor and I ran into one of my posse’s ex’s today as we were out lolly-gagging about. We talked for quite a bit and as we walked away, Taylor said , “have a great day Byron.” Taylor wasn’t in my original group of friends, remember? My mom introduced us. As a late comer he doesn’t know a lot of the history. Because, see, my friends ex’s name is actually Tom. Yep just Tom. My friend had nicknamed him Byron because her name is Rose and she was “Byron’s Rose.” (of the Lord Byron ilk).  I explained it to poor Taylor, who like a man is a bit confused about the entire arrangement. I don’t know, to me it just all felt poignant and tragic. Nothing more, just a random run of the keyboard.
MY love is like a Red Red Rose ~ by Lord Byron
O, my luve’s like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June
O, my luve’s like the melodie
That’s sweetly play’d in tuneAs fair art thou, my bonie lass
So deep in luve am I
And I will luve thee still, my Dear
Till a’ the seas gang dry

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my Dear
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun!
O I will luve thee still, my Dear
While the sands o’ life shall run



Hair: [sYs], Hanayo

Dress: Poet’s Heart, Leaf Lady  **Rock Your Rack**



6 thoughts on “A Poet’s Heart

  1. yeah! I don’t think I get it, you told Taylor your friend called Tom Byron before he said See you later Byron, Or he somehow knew it, or you thought it a little inappropriate to call him that seeing as how he is an ex…Or you thought maybe it was to familiar considering they just met, scratches head. Hey1 but you do look B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L.

    1. no I’m not sure, just felt a little “off” first bc I realized me and my friends have a lot of history that he wasn’t a part of, but also I was sad at how things sometimes end. His name is Tom, my gf nicknamed him Byron, but Taylor didn’t realize that his name isn’t really Byron. 😛 I know convoluted and should have just been left alone in my ‘ead.

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