The optimist sees the rose and not its thorns; the pessimist stares at the thorns, oblivious to the rose

What was I staring at??

...Netiher the rose nor the thorns! Was it because I was oblivious of the white beauty by my bedside, or was it the allegory behind it?

Owing to a bemused mind I lay awake the whole night...only to further torture myself;

But it could not last long...coz'
His one touch, one look helped me dispel it all!!

"I hold it true, whate'er befall;

I feel it, when I sorrow most;

'Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all."