How do I get over thee?
Elizabeth, How do I get over thee?
Elizabeth once said How do I love thee? which to me has always been the most selfless poem I have ever read. Perhaps because it is rare nowadays to find some one who is searching for ways to love their significant other.
She doesn't ask why do I love thee which is quite the popular. Nor does she ask when do I love thee but merely 'How'. Nothing even about thee's love to her. Now what I thought would be more handy is a 'How do I get over thee' poem.
Unfortunately not only don't I have the ability to rhyme words to write poetry but I don't even know how do people get over thee. Thus Elizabeth, Robert, Emily and Charolette I plead you for such a poem.
I know Emily has provided a rather strict way that demands the heart, the way you would send impulses from your brain to your hand or legs to perform an action. Unfortunately, not even Emily herself would be able to simulate such a powerful action.
Heart, we will forget him!
You an I, tonight!
You may forget the warmth he gave,
You an I, tonight!
You may forget the warmth he gave,
When you have done, pray tell me
That I my thoughts may dim;
Haste! lest while you're lagging.
I may remember him!
But what if your heart loathes the idea of you choosing the speed of its recovery, what if you are one of those people who dread forgetting by cherishing memories regardless of how much pain they may bring upon you. In which case, Charlotte's procedure may be a bit more tolerable than Emily's procedure in healing your heart.
There's no use in weeping,
Though we are condemned to part:
There's such a thing as keeping
A remembrance in one's heart:
We can burst the bonds which chain us,
Which cold human hands have wrought,
And where none shall dare restrain us
We can meet again, in thought.
Though Charolette's last line is a bit spooky. In a matter of fact it may be sending chills down your spine if you don't want to meet again in person, and thus don't want to meet again in thought. If anything, getting over thee revolves around the idea of not meeting again in thought.
So as strong and as determined as Emily's poem may sound, it requires a very cold heart and a cold heart shouldn't have problems forgetting the warmth he gave at the first place. And as promising and as calming as Charlotte's poem is, getting over someone shouldn't include meeting again, at least not in thought.
For all the poets out there, a poem that starts with "How do I get over thee, let me count the ways. I get over thee by one, two , three ... etc" would make an efficient and popular poem.
NO, I am NOT getting over a thee. Just generating random ideas.
