A Dream Within A Dream
by Edgar Allan Poe Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
hmmm..this is not the entry i promised in my previous entry (the one about the intrams and the retreat..but i'll be working on it this weekend ^_^).oh my! i just hate myself sometimes.why can't i get hold of myself whenever he's near?! why can't i simply act normally? why can't i just be me?
i can't give people reasons why i act so strange when you're near coz i don't even know myself.i tried so hard to act as if nothing's wrong or something but i just can't help it.i really lose my marbles when we're together in public.maybe its because of the teasing.but its really different when its just you and me...really different.haayy..i hope i can turn back time and do the things i know i should've done.but too bad...we can't just press "rewind" and be at that moment where we want to be.
cecs