You came like a whisper through the stone-cold halls, Bringing light into a house that had forgotten dawn. I walked toward you with a heart scarred and silent, Yet in your eyes I found a sky still waiting to be born.
In Thornfield’s nights of echoing footsteps, I heard your voice calling through my trembling breath. A love forbidden, burning, and relentless— A fire that wounds me, yet saves me from death.
Though storms rose high and tore us apart, I still heard your soul in the hush of the wind. Your hidden ache, your unspoken longing, Always led you back to where I begin.
I returned to you at the break of dawn, Though your eyes no longer held the world they knew. I took your hands and knew from that moment: Our love is fate—eternal and true.
If another life awaits beyond the veil, I’ll search for your voice calling me to stay. For in the shadows, I found my heaven— In your embrace, where my spirit drifts away.