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Another Poem About Love<\/strong><\/p>\n Sigh, because this is another poem about love Tell me I didn\u2019t hate him when we first met Let\u2019s hear it, the unoriginal truth <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Thomas Stewart<\/strong> is an English graduate from the University of Glamorgan soon to go on to do his Masters in Creative Writing at the University of Warwick. He is cursed with the act of overthinking which funnels his writing about broken relationships, magic, and all the things in-between. He enjoys folk music, horror films, suburban literature and has an obsession with the human psyche.\u00a0 This is his blog. Another Poem About Love Sigh, because this is another poem about love about the disaster the vague essence of hope the meet, the end, the bits in-between. Tell me I didn\u2019t hate him when we first met \u2013 hello, Elizabeth and Darcy \u2013 tell me we didn\u2019t have a great passion \u2013 […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5683","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5683","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5683"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5683\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5686,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5683\/revisions\/5686"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5683"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5683"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5683"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nabout the disaster
\nthe vague essence of hope
\nthe meet, the end, the bits in-between.<\/p>\n
\n\u2013 hello, Elizabeth and Darcy \u2013
\ntell me we didn\u2019t have a great passion
\n\u2013 how are you, Cathy and Heathcliff ?\u2013
\nand tell me we didn\u2019t try not to be together but always fail
\n\u2013 so long, Jane and Edward \u2013<\/p>\n
\nbecause maybe that\u2019s just how it goes
\nhowever we want to write or see it
\nit is just that simple.<\/p>\n
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