Besides the fact that I've been reading too many Philippa Gregory books, there's another reason I'm writing this story. Another inspiration.
A friend recently confided in me about a problem that had been tormenting her for months. She was incredibly embarrassed, but the truth is that sometimes our hearts are stupid, and our feelings just don't listen to us.
I hope she isn't bothered by this dramatization of her plight--but I know that romanticizing things, and immersing myself in a story, helps me, if only a little bit. And her story is so pitiful and so seemingly without solution that I was moved to write this. And the more I thought about it, the more I saw a parallel to another story.
So this is for you. You who are stuck between your Edward and your Jacob--your first and greatest love, but one that is unhealthy and who ended up hurting you, and still won't give back the pieces of your heart he took; and the one who stitched you up when you were broken, the one you deserve, the one who will never leave you, and who you try so desperately to love with all the pieces of your still-broken heart. This is for you, who feel so guilty, loving one while still being attached to and hurt daily by another.
I wish you luck, that you will in time finally say your last goodbye.
~Aislyn.
 LadyAlisyn · Mon May 18, 2009 @ 02:45pm · 1 Comments |
