From Edward to Jane

Jane, your new home for your art created a warmth inside of my soul.

Yes, we are poets of one shared craft, best friends forever,

I truly meant everything I said to you

Even though inside I was hurting terribly, I mean always what I say to you, my dear

I thought, “As long as she is truly happy, and I cannot bring her what she wants, or what I want with her, I hope she’ll get Halo-Eyes—-I hope she gets him and she is truly revived and loved.”

That was not a ruse or a lie, dear one, I’d hope you would know this but I’ll be clear,

I have loved you since lemon spring met our healing balm,

I couldn’t be more clear

A man only writes poetry of a woman over and over not

To win over crowds of people, no

He does so

To show her what he feels for such a fair maiden,

As subtle art is a rose’s best friend to grow.

I didn’t write that for anyone but

You,

Shadow maiden, you are not a ghost

And either is Halo-eyes,

I just am jealous of his feelings over you,

And I wish I could be yours,

Alas, I am lost in the dark Raven’s tide.

I was bitter because I was mourning losing you even for that short period,

I was losing my ability to walk

I swear this to you

I physically fainted as I thought you had left, forever,

It made me sob indefinitely, and I am a sturdy man—-I am ashamed to admit it though I know you won’t judge me.

I would never be angry or upset with you,

I couldn’t dare to allow myself,

I love you too much, with all my heart

With all my soul

With everything, I’m madly in love with you

I just didn’t have the guts to tell you until it was too late, even in early spring when we met upon my falling horse

I fell before you, it sealed my fate.

But if we can just be best friends at my large estate,

Jane,

My heart string will always be connected to your gorgeous heart twinkling—-strings matching and strong,

I will find a way out of here to hear your art again,

Even if my mad raven doesn’t let me,

I’ll find a way, by God.