The Bloomer Legacy: 7.8 Sonnet 42

Disclaimer: This sonnet was written by William Shakespeare. I own nothing.

That thou hast her it is not all my grief,


And yet it may be said I loved her dearly;


That she hath thee is of my wailing chief,


A loss in love that touches me more nearly.


Loving offenders, thus I will excuse ye:


Thou dost love her because thou knowst I love her;


And for my sake even so doth she abuse me,


Suff’ring my friend for my sake to approve her.


If I lose thee, my loss is my loveโ€™s gain,


And losing her, my friend hath found that loss;


Both find each other, and I lose both twain,


And both for my sake lay on me this cross.


But hereโ€™s the joy; my friend and I are one;


Sweet flatt’ry! Then she loves but me alone.

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    1. They were friends before, but I guess they connected over their recent memory distortion. Or might it was a right place at the right time kind of thing (right being relative in this context, I suppose)


    1. Lol! Candy is probably my favourite premade, I have a weird obsession with her (probably because I never really got to play her!) But Astrid’s definitely not her biggest fan now ๐Ÿ™‚


  1. Ugh Girl. I think you just ripped my heart out and trampled it into the ground there. Why’d you ask me to read from this Generation? I was so totally expecting to have a happy bedtime story not a sad one.

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    1. Oh right, did I say this generation was happy? *shifty eyes* Because it’s not. I just said it was fast-paced, and that it dealt with memory loss? ๐Ÿ˜‡ Which… I didn’t lie about? I’m sorry. Things get better eventually, I promise.

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