I’m not sure if some of you are familiar with Jeff Buckley and his music. He’s my favorite artist. He’s beautiful in every way. You might have your own “Jeff Buckley” and that might be Ben Whishaw for some of you. After watching Bright Star I was moved to to write my Jeff a letter. I think these words were very fitting for what I feel for him.
I am sitting at a very pleasant room and I’m writing you this letter.
The morning is pleasant.
I do not know how tolerant my spirit might be, to know that I will go on living now when the remembrance of you weighs so upon me.
Ask yourself, my love, whether you are not very cruel to have so untrammeled me, so destroyed my freedom for myself.
I know not how to express my devotion to so pure a form.
I want a brighter word than bright, a purer word than pure.
I have two luxuries to brood over in my thoughts of you,
your lovely smile…and the hour of my death.
O that I could have possession of them both in the same minute.
I never knew before what such a love as you have made me feel was.
I did not believe in it.
I did not know until now how tightly you wound yourself around my heart.
I almost wish we were butterflies and lived but three summer days.
Three such days with you could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.
If you will fully love me….though there may be some fire,
it will not be more than we can bear…
Please confess this in a song
You must write it immediately and do all you can to enamor me,
make it rich as a breeze of lilacs to intoxicate me,
write the softest words and breath the softest breathes thinking of me.
I know now this can not happen, you’ve been gone a while
I will go on with you in my heart and know that I will not love another like I have so loved you.
Inspired by Bright Star the movie