To: Captain Jack Sparrow
Captain's Quarter's
Black Pearl
June 18, 1725
Dear Jack, my one and only Jack,
I have tried so hard to tell you how I feel, yet some how the words always manage to escape my mind before they leave my lips. I truly wanted you to know what I felt when I chained you to the mast of the Pearl. I never meant to hurt you let alone kill you. I wrote Will a letter too, though he doesn't know about this one, please don't tell him.
I told him that I can't be with him, that he didn't hold my heart anymore and that he should find someone knew to bestow his love upon. I know you don't really like him Jack, but please, help him find someone special, he's a special man and deserves someone who will love him eternally. Please look after him Jack, he's like a brother to me. I don't want him to know that I asked you to look after him, he'll think I'm babying him, but I'm not, I'm just looking out for him.
I used to have a dream when I was younger. I would be sitting at a table in a kitchen, wearing a golden band. There were children, beautiful children running around the table, I would look up and there would be a man in the doorway, looking at me. I knew that he was my husband, yet I couldn't see his face. I knew that he was tall and had dark hair. I used to believe that it was a sign that Will was to be the one I would marry, but, when I met you, the man in my dream suddenly had a face. It was you, you were the man in my dream. You were my husband.
I never told anyone about this dream, I kept it to myself all these years. I tried to tell you on the island about the dream, but I couldn't bring myself to. You were basically a stranger then. I think I did tell you actually, though you had passed out I think.
I'm sorry for hurting you Jack, I really am. You know how women are, always doing before thinking. I didn't realise that when you were trapped on the Pearl that you'd die. If I did you would be here and I wouldn't be writing this letter.
I know you probably never want to hear from me again, but I want, no, I need you to hear me out. I did what I thought was right for the rest of the crew. I did what I thought was right for me. I thought that if you were out of the proverbial picture, then I could freely marry Will and never think of what I might've had if I had chosen you. If you weren't in the picture, then my life would be how I had always pictured it. What I didn't think of was that in losing you, I lost part of myself too. All the crew did.
You are a part of us all Jack. We all care about you even if we don't ever show it. I thought Will was going to kill me there and then when I told him what I had done.
I know that you still wonder what it would've been like with me. I can see it in your eyes every time you lay your gorgeous brown eyes on me. I'm sorry Jack, but I can't be with you either. I told Will the same so don't think that I chose him over you. I could never choose between you, so I am setting you both free. You can hang on to what we could've had, but there really is no point. I'm going away, if I haven't already gone.
If you are reading this letter and have gotten this far, then that means that I am no longer with you. Otherwise I would've killed you for sneaking through my things. When I say no longer with you, I don't necessarily mean dead, I just mean that I'm not around you anymore.
I know that you hate all things soppy so I should stop writing now. My tears are wetting the page and it's making it hard to write. If only you could see me now Jack, sitting here, all alone in my cabin, looking out the port hole. It's a nice night out, though I won't have time to admire it. I have to leave soon for my duty in the galley although you most likely know that as you so kindly assigned me this duty.
I will miss you Jack. I'm sorry again, I hope you can forgive me. I need for you to forgive me.
My thoughts, love and friendship will be with you always,
Elizabeth Swann