The poem
Why I tie about thy wrist, Julia, this my silken twist? For what other reason is't, But to shew thee how in part Thou my pretty captive art? But thy bond-slave is my heart; 'Tis but silk that bindeth thee, Knap the thread and thou art free; But 'tis otherwise with me; I am bound, and fast bound so, That from thee I cannot go; If I could, I would not so.
The first time you read it and you are bound to fall in love with it. The intense emotions captured in this small poem are unmatched. A beautiful way to tell someone, what she/he means to you. A depiction of selfless love that is not bound to any preconditions or expectations. Love is not mutual it's a something that one person feels for the other one, irrespective of what the other person thinks. Its a kind of love with freedom written all over it. It is not out of compulsion( from my inner self) that i love you. Although the thread that binds you and me is fragile, but I would never break it , even if i could.