An Eclipse (of Wuthering Heights)

They were too stubborn to admit their feelings.

Envying me.

You wouldn’t be

envying me.

It’s incomprehensible

and all you can do is

grieve for me.

We both cried but

didn’t believe

in each other’s tears.

Don’t you hear?

The truth is

I

love

you.

 

But these proud hearts

of ours

are too passionately

wound up in themselves.

While I love you,

I hate you.

Only time

can reveal your

true appearance.

 

And, by then,

I might be

dead.

Author's Note

Written as an assignment for my AP English Lit class. Of course, we were reading Wuthering Heights, one of my FAVORITE novels. :)
If you haven't read it, you should. It's a bit weird, but that comes with the package.