Jane

Dear Jane,

How is your schooling going? How was your last few weeks, I hope you are doing well, or at least at peace.

I miss you so terribly.

I cannot break it to myself that I may never see you or speak to you again. It is a numbing kind of agony that brings me to a rotting stomachache, and my insides are twisted.

I am always that twisted willow trunk that soaks up too much water and is drowning and in a deep river of over-abundance. I have too much water and not enough air.

I will always love you no matter what. If you are cross with me, I will smile in your return. If you are upset, I will hug you tight. If you are sad, I will sing you until your dark, dingy blue is bright sunny warm pink.

I am desolate, but I am surviving. That’s all I know how to do. And having you as my friend is all I need to keep on as well.

I truly hope you are doing well.

Love, Edward Rochester.