I have a strange feeling with regard to you. As if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly knotted to a similar string in you. And if you were to leave I’m afraid that cord of communion would snap. And I have a notion that I’d take to bleeding inwardly. As for you, you’d forget me.
Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
What was it you always said?
We’re connected by a thread
If we’re ever far apart
I’ll still feel the pull of you
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