God bless me.
He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now: put out every one; Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood. For nothing now can ever come to any good.
Saturday, 7 January 2012
Stay calm with love.
What will be the difference if I now allow myself to think of her all the time from purely take her picture out of my mind? We are in different places, facing the challenge of going to university. I know, I have fallen in love. But please, Stay calm, and focus, nothing will change even if you spend your time at thinking of her more than revising. Let the things go naturally. The most important thing now is to get into Cambridge. You have already created a chance for yourself, go it further and don't miss it. It is not for granted.
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