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April 04 Yet another tragic love story
Thou dost feel great love for thee O how dear fortuna mocks me Thy sweet prince is not mine Tis with ache I'm not his entwined Methinks at night of his caresses Ohow precious, his sweet kisses Forsee I through delphinius eye The future holds only sad goodbyes but thou doth want an everlasting time O dost thee hath feelings akin to mine Tis my heart I hath bared for him to take O foolish is love for I know it shall break Lust watched dost not lead to sorrow and twas lust alone I was to hath Curse the menacing cupids arrow whos luck and blow sent it on this path. AchooFebuary 16
Watery eyes, rhinorrhea, inflamed pharynx, sneezing and an intermittent cough. I do believe I am suffering the wonderful effects of a normal everyday upper respiratory tract infection. It has been just on a year now that I have not suffered from the common cold. The symptoms however, all too familiar! I remember so vividly one morning last year when I woke up with the same complaints as I have today and in my semi conscience state I thought I had a cold.... for that short moment in the realm of unconsciousness I was a free person until I woke more and realized the cruel reality of my addiction. I had almost forgotten the freedom of being normal and having "just a cold". I wondered If I would ever have that luxury in living again. It has taken 53 days for my body to recover enough that it can now get sick. I know to most people having a cold is a compliant and something to be avoided. But for me today as odd as it may be it signifies a freedom I thought I would never have the chance to enjoy again. A happy sniffler |
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