My Dearest,
I write to thee with a heart heavy and broken, yet resolute. The love I bear thee has grown so fierce, so consuming, that it has become a cruel torment. To love thee has been my greatest joy and my deepest sorrow. Yet, I find now that the pain of longing has surpassed the sweetness of our love. It is a burden I can no longer bear.
Thus, I have made a vow: I shall rip my heart from my breast, that it may no longer ache in thy absence. For what is love without peace? And what is joy when only sorrow follows?
Know that my love for thee will remain, though my heart be no longer thine to claim. In my silence, I hope thou will see the sacrifice I have made. I can bear no more, my love, for the hurt is too great, and I am too weak to endure it.
Farewell, my dearest, though it be forever.
With a love I can no longer hold,
Your Queen