There's a song that quotes, "Forgive your lovers/But don't forget their names/And let their spirit remain." And that's how I feel at the end of Drayton's "Since There's No Help." It started as a simple break, that would heal cleanly. But it turned into a dull severing of feelings and history and it won't truly ever mend again. And this is true with all relationships, romantic or not. Nothing will ever be the same, because people have such a great impact on you, whether you like it or not. You won't forget everything, and sometimes it'll hurt. But you need to do something about it.
But collect your memories and learn from them and remember who you were, who you are, and who you want to be. Take those stories and write new ones with them, pages upon pages. Mold the impressions and impress upon others. Do what you need.
"Now, if thou wouldst, when all have given him over,
From death to life thou might’st him yet recover!"
Recover, but never fully heal.
I liked your commentary of this poem. I particularly like the comment you made that said, "But collect your memories and learn from them and remember who you were, who you are, and who you want to be." Your writing is very insightful.
ReplyDelete"Recover, but never fully heal." WOW!
ReplyDeleteAfter a wretched experience one cannot fully heal oneself. Good show.
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