Sep 11th 1554 Dear Romeo : My sweetie, thou cant imagine how Im feeling right now.

With the arrival of each morning, my body needs your essence and thy blue eyes as same as the sky. For thee, I would steal the feathers of birds to use the wind in my favor and go to thy meeting. I miss thee, I need thee because thou art my strength as a river that fills a huge way, and thou art the light of my life that illuminates the darkest from the beginning to the end. Ohh Romeo, my Romeo, thither is many families in this world as the grits of a sea, wherefore dost thou must be a Montague? We are in a pickle, thou will never leave being a Montague and I will never leave carrying the Capulets blood. Mark my words; anon we need solutions my dear love! Im harking the stars all nights, they are telling me that the worst we can do is being separated, my soul really needs peace as the flights of birds! Ho, we should go away and live what we feel, our all we need to give and share with us what anyone will supply. My love, Ill see thee tonight at 12:00 am in the Signoris Balcony. And remember if thou art there waiting for me and thou feel a cold wind, its me going to your meeting sighing for your kiss. Oh Romeo the hours pass so slowly where I cant see thee, my hearth just craves the time when Im happy, its when Im next to you that not even the time I feel! Kisses. Juliet