When We Two Parted

When We Two Parted

When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
To sever for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.

The dew of the morning
Sunk chill on my brow—
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame;
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.

They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o'er me—
Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee too well—
Long, long shall I rue thee,
To deeply to tell.

In secret we met—
In silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?—
With silence and tears.

[George Gordon, Lord Byron]


Describes my exact feelings.
I need to get back to where I once was, before all of this happened.
Maybe I'll be there someday soon.

I've come to the conclusion...

Maybe this isn't what I wanted.

This visage, no mere veneer of vanity.

I'm still not sure if I'm going to like my face after my surgery.
I'm scared it will be way too different.
I'm scared I won't ever see the same person I always have.
But
Perhaps I do love this new face.
Perhaps I don't look too different.
Perhaps I still see the same person, but just tweaked to perfection.
Maybe.

Elle.Oh.Vee.Eee.

I'm in Love.