anyway,whilst i was thinking about you (swan) through dinner,not because of some twisted thing but more about what we were talking about today,i wrote down some lines of stuff on my lit h2 worksheet which i finally managed to squeeze some crap annotation out of.here goes.
Famous Last Words
I keep all your messages
For what, I can't explain
I haven't read them since that day
Because that day I heard the truth
And I knew everything you'd ever said
in those messages
Were not what my heart had chosen to believe
then
And if I were to see your words again
(not that I don't remember every one of them)
my heart will find out I lied to it
I don't think it'll ever forgive you
if it knew you never really loved me;
we were a true tragedy.
"Memory takes a lot of poetic license. It omits some details; others are
exaggerated, according to the emotional value of the articles it touches, for
memory is seated predominantly in the heart."
- The Glass Menagerie by Tennessee Williams
surprisingly,or not,steph also picked out the 3rd paragraph of the Scene One.which is that one above in blue.how typical both of us.
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