Dear Jane,
I really don't know how to say this so I'm writing this to give to you. I'm going to go 'out on a limb' as they say, and I'm asking that whatever may go on after you read this letter, and after whatever decision you make, that we can remain best friends like we were before this. Spoiler Alert: I Love YOU Jane! I've liked you since I first saw you in the Precinct. You were wearing a Mountain Air Blue oxford shirt with black slacks, a black blazer, and Black Combat Boots. But what I remember most are your raven colored wild curls that framed your olive skin, the deep dark chocolate pools that are your eyes, and that whiskey-smooth voice of yours. The simple likes turned into the very things that I love about you today. Like after Hoyt kidnapped us, when he started on me with the scalpel, you broke free, saved and protected us both from further harm. I love the way you protect me. If it weren't for Frost and Korsak, you might have hurt the paramedic that was trying to clean us up. I remember that when he tried to touch me, you jumped on him like a wild lion seeking its meal. You held me the whole time afterwards, soothing and calming me. I love the way you hold and caress me after I've been through bad situations. I love that you're the person I go to for my safe place. My safe place smells like lavender and you. The reason I kept your BPD shirt was because it smelled like you. I wore it every night and even slept in the guest bedroom because I didn't know how to ask you to stay. When we were estranged, I felt even lonelier than ever before. I was on the verge of moving away from Boston because I couldn't stand seeing you everyday but not being able to have a simple conversation with you. So when you called me, I didn't answer; when you texted me, I didn't reply. But when you showed up on my doorstep crying and begging me to forgive you, I did because it hurt me to see you like that and I couldn't stand being away from you. And that night I realized how much I loved you and would go out of my way to be with you. So Jane Clementine Rizzoli, I ask you if you love me the same way or is this just one sided?
Your LLBFF (and hopefully more),
Maura Dorthea Isles
