You are Jane Eyre: both soft and wild. You believe in God, but not a belittling angry one. Your God is bigger. Truer. You love like crazy, so human, with your whole self, but you won't take less than that either. You'll fly away if someones tries to put a cage around you. It's all or nothing. You can't love with half your heart: you'll take a heart in return, and then you'll never know which one was yours. It won't matter, really. You'll help each other find the light: it was with you all along.