Sophie to Benedict
- Mar 17
- 2 min read
Inspired by Bridgerton Season 4 — a letter poem
about hidden identity, devotion and the ache of leaving out of love.
I lost my heart
to you
from the very first moment.
In your eyes,
I saw my world.
And yet
it is that very world
that keeps me
from unmasking myself.
I could hardly believe it.
I tried to deny it.
And yet
I saw love
in your eyes —
love from the very first moment
we met.
But I do not belong
to your world.
And how could I ever ask
that you leave it behind?
I could never bear
to see you unhappy.
So I must run.
I must leave.
Our love is forbidden,
and it knows no mercy.
And yet
I lose myself completely
whenever someone
speaks your name.
You see me.
You see who I truly am
behind the façade.
Every word,
every conversation,
every glance
with you
fills my heart.
My heart is yours.
And yet
I must break it
so yours does not shatter.
I cannot accept
your promises.
You may not understand,
but all I want
is for you
to be happy.
I cannot ask you
to leave everything behind —
even for love.
And wherever I turn,
I see only you.
Only you.
When we are alone,
we create a world
that belongs only to us —
a world no one knows,
no one can destroy.
But only
for a fleeting moment
of our lives.
I found love.
True love.
And yet
it seems hopeless.
We are mirrors
of one another —
alike,
opposites,
inseparable —
and yet divided
by the tides of society
that pull us apart.
In a world
of masks,
superficiality,
and performance,
I found something
real,
honest,
true:
your love.
I wish we could speak it aloud
and change the world,
because it is love.