And do you think that love itself

Edna St. Vincent Millay is an amazing poet who wrote many, many pieces of poetry. Of the ones I've read "And do you think that love itself" is probably my favorite. This may be because it is so different stylistically from the rest of her poetry--free verse is a large change from her usual sonnet. It might also be because I can relate to it in my own way. That may seem odd, as I am only a high schooler, after all, this poem is about a dying love. It is dying due to unfaithfulness. I was cheated on by my very first boyfriend my Freshman year. This experience makes it easy for me to relate to Millay's poem. I was certain, as most (naive) teenagers are, that he and I were going to last. The speaker of Millay's poem is married to whomever it is they are speaking to. Obviously, the speaker was sure they woud make it. But in the end, it all fell apart. This is a very frustrating, upsetting experience that is hard to express. Millay, however, expresses it well. Being able to see something similar to my own experience laid out so eloquently is awesome.