Maybe someday
A letter to Jane Eyre from Edward Rochester, a tribute to the book
Dearest Jane,
Where to begin? My heart is in shambles, Jane. Ever since you left, I am incredibly morose and tired, and I feel like my heart is hurting and trembling. It is trembling tremendously, pushing into my mouth, making me feel it’s solid beat, rekindling my deep feelings for you. A reminder that you may not return, but I cannot allow myself to believe it.
Maybe someday, I tell myself. You’ll return.
I look up at the sky, maybe someday.
I look at the blooming spring light hitting the flowering trees. Maybe someday.
I look up at the moon and stars, and I say with my barely concealed, almost angry tears.
Maybe someday.
Was writing to me that exhausting? Was it that troublesome? Knowing that I never left you, that I tried so hard to stay in contact with you, after everything, you left. I felt awful for putting a burden on you.
But maybe someday.
Yours, always, with love,
Edward
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🥹📝✨Always Beautiful 💖💯
This tugged at my heart. This was beautiful, thank you for sharing!
And the love affair continues. The pining away in seeming futility, the unrequited yearning of the heart. I've gotta say, Jane must not be receiving these letters if she's not responding to these words. Right now, my heart is breaking for Edward.