Sonnet #116.

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle's compass come:

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.



- William Shakespeare



I will forever love this sonnet, no matter where life takes me!
This is the true definition of love & I wish more people would
abide by it, things would be so much better off in this world...
*Sighhh*

Anyways life has been a little hectic! Last week of school then
finals next week BUT ohhhhhh the joy of going home for a month
is enough to pull me through this ;)
I hope you all have been doing grand! Much love and reindeer kisses!


xSigned___JNF ♥