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Last Letter to Juliet

by ~IINegativeII

Dear Juliet This is the last time that I write you a letter I've tried to move on..but there's no signs of things ever getting better My heart wants you to be happy but at the same time screams out "go and get her" A bird that lost its feathers.. a prisoner to love..chained by fetters But there's no moving on when only you can be my Juliet A dream planted in my head..of a future so vague...I can see in silhouette I haven't completely let go yet ..but if I do..I'll live with regret But I'm tired of waking up each morning with these tears leaving my pillows soaking wet I can't do this anymore...you've taken over my every thought Memories ..with eyes teary...building in this throat a knot My heart you caught...and gave it the happiness that it sought But in the end..love was only a painful lesson to be taught But this is the End...On this broken hope I can't depend To this heart I have to tend..find a way to completely Mend Can no longer act content...this smile is too hard to pretend Every time I said "I love you" it had a meaning you could never comprehend

Letters to Romeo
by ~RiverxFlowsxInxYou

I could be Juliet, and you my Romeo. We could be reckless, wrecked with passion We could disobey, and misunderstand. We could ignore the world, naïve teenagers in a world of complications. We could play with fire, let it burn us occasionally. We could swim in cantarella, and swallow it while we can. We could be reborn, and do it all again. You could be Romeo, and I your Juliet.

acting like a simple fool with a mind fulled with idiocy. than you will not coerce me into marrying Paris. To marry Count Paris.to come. by ~LilRedAngel452 Dear Father. waited for the strong man. caring. I do not dispise Paris. try your hardest now to see what you are doing by forcing a marrige of obligation on your only daughter. If you are the kind. a madien without a doudt of insecurity for her love for Odysseus. You may think of me as a Court Jester. Even with the bitter agony of loneliness and very irriating suitors she faced. But I know in the deepest depths of my heart that my own true love is out there in the world-maybe not as far-into the future you will understand how I feel. for what seemed to be a lifetime of saddness and lost of hope. harsh inflictions were enforced. However. nor do I see him as a villian to the house of Capulet but I do not feel the sweet aura of love for him as Penelope felt for Odysseus. I am still waiting for my true love to come to me. and loving man that I have always known my whole exsitance. she remained true and pure for her Odysseus which is a vitrue that is not easily obtained. Although I know it is nothing but silliness to send you this because of our very close distance of location. but only in one sence. I will wait for him…whoever stranger he is…. Love Letter From Moon to Sun by ~ValentinaScreama . Love. Paris is not nor will he ever be my Odysseus.fierce disagreement earlier this break of day. and an undeniable pain was in my heart when you spoke of my compelled duty. Penelope. I knew it would not be wise to engage you in person because of our very…. I am. Penelope.Your Juliet. Feelings were declared. It is your Juliet that sends you this very irregular letter. may it be a decade or a millenium. Your Juliet.

To distract me from my lovesickness. and I long for the days when we share a horizon. and I know that despite Romeo's claims. just to get a glimpse of you. Everyone keeps telling me that you'll just burn me. even if it leads me to oblivion. Juliet had nothing on you. and I'm fine to get caught up in your orbit. Every morning you rise gloriously. all try to replace you: but they can't shine as bright as you. Finally. either: we are star-crossed lovers in every way. I play with the tides. Although you're all basically the same kind. my neighbors and confidantes. I know that this may never reach you. and I hope that when you see it. you are reminded of me. too. in a maelstrom of color and energy. The stars. to feel as if I could be more than a lifeless waste. I think about you every night. like two irises glaring judgementally down upon them. they like say it's a mistake when we appear together in the sky. And the pair was no match for our love affair. seeing you slip away like that. there's something about you I can't define. that it's as if I woke up too early. putting an end to more days than I care to number that I could have spent with you instead. It's tragic.because my world quite literally revolves around you. . But now. to just bask in your warmth and glow a bit brighter because of it. or your intoxicating nitrogen composition. They just can't replicate your magnetic (field) appeal.even though I'm the one rising and you're setting. I keep causing the ocean to kiss the shore no matter how many times it's sent away because its determination is encouragingly beautiful to me. remember this: although I appear to wax and wane. know that my love for you will always remain.Dearest sun. as you are heartbreakingly far away. It reminds me of us. I sometimes do it on purpose. We rise and fall and wax and wane. victoriously. that you're too hot to handle. that I can do nothing about it. a vicious cycle of quite unrequited love. in the east. in fact.about 93 million miles. and feeling it's my fault in a way. Those creatures down below. But I don't think I'd mind. is enough. a long fatal love chase. if only you would let me catch up.but secretly.

and so are those actions. One that should make us believe in love and realize that young love is truly a precious commodity that should not go to waste. that probably only fell in love because their parents told them not to. Love is selfish sometimes. This is what we see when we hear their name. Let him hold you. Love grows. It is not suicide. And then you came here. Three years ago… Three years ago someone handed you this book. Nor is it two people. dying in each other's arms so they can be together in the afterlife. Love is not dying in each other's arms after only knowing one another for less than a year. Love is not created by an author who stole his words from two other sources. It makes little girls hearts flutter with its sheer romanticism. crossing the lines into both worlds. You read it and you cried and sighed in all the appropriate places. Nor is it a story told by a country singer or Hollywood starlets. You let him whisper sweet nothings into your ear. Invited him to stand beneath your balcony at night. You tossed the playwright to the ground. You see. forced to live apart for reasons out of their control. Two star crossed lovers in the fair city of Verona. It's a story that tugs at our heart strings. You came brandishing the book with tears in your eyes and laughter on your lips. The only problem is.Truth About Romeo and Juliet by ~Wonderwall33 All my life I have heard their tale. marrying in the dark of night. cursing the day you let his words touch your soul. It doesn't flash in a burst of energy during one final poisonous kiss. Love is not a thirteen year old girl defying her parents to run away with a boy in tights. . It is not afterlife. You let him kiss you. It is not death. Then you looked at this person with a small smile on your face as he called you his fair Juliet. They were separated by the bigotry of each of their families. To me. Two lovers. It is considered both a love story and a tragedy. but I can guarantee that the two are not mutually exclusive. this story of tragedy has been twisted around to become the iconic romantic dark fairy tale it is now. Romeo and Juliet is a lie. It is a tale that has been put up on a pedestal over the years and one that we forever seek. a rose tucked between its pages. Then you fell to your knees and cried.

josephine. saul – even in childhood. deepening as you squint toward the horizon. a soul-snatcher with a smile like a string of pearls. lying on your back on the dock with your eyes closed – long blonde hair trailing off into the water. your hair stringy in your face. a fisherman. like all the boys do. plucked from the pooling tides. each tooth a grain of sand where it doesn't belong. snot dripping from your nose. Now that? That may not be love… but it's a hell of a lot more truthful than what Romeo had to offer to his Juliet. You're a beauty. Answering Juliet by *ingle-nook josephine – dreamer-girl. you were a man born grown-in to solid shoulders and white-blue eyes. You smell perpetually of sweat and summertime and salt. I whispered inside jokes into your ear. maybe. each smile emerging as slowly as the lines around your eyes. barefoot-girl. annie – you are red-headed and tiger-hearted. And you didn't leave. you are the eldest of july's daughters and I can see you. I invited you to stay by my side. those furrows carved by laughter and sunlight. or simply a sailor dredging lobster pots up from the brine. I called you my friend. .Kneeling on the damp ground. I kissed your cheek. I held you.

. were you happy? What if Romeo never went to that costume ball? Would you feel like something was . I do not know if I ever will. but I can see you. by ~Crazy-Kiwii what if this is more than a dream what if this feeling is sweeter than cream what if we were made for eachother what if we only need one another what if there was only you and me what if we were meant to live our lives carefree what if we could float through the sky what if we had wings to fly what if we were meant to stay together what if should last for now and forever what if this is real what if there's is more to feel what if the world is not enough what if. Juliet. annie. What was Romeo like? Was he your everything? I haven't experienced this kind of love. What If.freckles spilling across an upturned nose and a smirk hidden in the corner of your mouth... . in buttercups and dragon flies and children. If I happen to look over the love at least I would have the experience. What was it like? To have a love so powerful that you took your life for him.. If my "Romeo" ever does come.this is love? Letters to Juliet by ~Tep-Chan195 Dear Juliet. I do not know what I would do.. but if I do I hope I realize it.. I've never met you. and in the quick movements of your sun-spotted hands wreathing flowers for your neck.

it is romantic. What was it about if you did? Did you dream of him? What was it about if you did? Romeo. As I part with you. and her Romeo. Either way. then why wouldn't it be true now? Goodbye for now Romeo and Juliet. to where you left this world together. It'll be okay. I should tell you that when you were asleep. Wrong. you are alive within my heart. alive. If only you were alive. and his love for you was. Even Romeo's. When you read this I hope all of your memmories with Romeo play through your head. For her. One more thing Juliet. If I met my Romeo. Together. you were strong. I wish you could reply to me in another letter. "And that is the story for Juliets woe. Maybe you two hated each other but when Romeo heard you were dead. That if your love was true then. Romeo. Did your stomach get nervous when you saw him? I bet his did. Juliet. That is sweet. From the first glance. Don't be afraid of what the future holds. Although. Were you confused? Juliet. I want you to remember. You have given many inspiration to go out and find there Romeo or Juliet. I would love to read what you had to say. but many others. I imagine you and Romeo getting married. Not only mine. You were about my age when you first me him. you're very lucky. Some girl who realizes the many wonders behind the story. Juliet. Juliet. Where you actually fell in love. you are so powerful to everyone who knows the story of 'Romeo and Juliet. Dear Romeo by =caybeach . If your love was not ment to be accepted in this world.Juliet? To be in true love? I feel as if you and Romeo are smiling down at the ones who would have done the same. Thank you for being with eachother until the end. Didn't Romeo kill your cousin.' If you were still alive. would you tell the story of how it actually happened? I wonder if you you actually loved him. To him calling your name at your beloved balcony. Romeo took it pretty hard. I would have done the same. He loved you. to you giving your body to him.missing? To marry Paris. "never ment to be". may I ask you a question? Why did you fall in love with Juliet? How? Juliet. he loved you so much that he took his own life to be with you. when Romeo is there to comfort you. then you went to a world where it was." Juliet. The last line was. he actually realized he loved you. were you not? How did it feel. Your love for him. Honestly. that is what your parents thought. In the play of your story. to your first kiss.

I am . Although this does not excuse my actions I hope that you will be able to forgive me. I'm missing you as always and I hope that you will be missing me too. Romeo. Juliet Letters from Romeo and Juliet by ~Puppydog06 My dearest Juliet. I do not regret marrying you and I can barely wait to see you again.. Simply be yourself. I cannot imagine how difficult this must be for you as I have never experienced exile before but I hope all is well for you. I do hope that you can come back soon Romeo. My father is trying to force me into a marriage with Paris. I do not regret marrying you however. but I cannot help thinking that it wasn't so bad that I should have been exiled. As you guessed I am indeed missing you. Tell me you love me. I'm missing you more than ever. Dear my love. Tybalt killed Mercutio and angered me as I had tried to stop the fight so I believed that Mercutios death was my fault: I still do. I suppose it is my own fault as I said I would marry whoever my parents picked however since then I have met and married you. You don't have to impress me. Even though our families are still fighting. Romeo Thank you for writing to me even in this difficult time for you. Romeo. I am terrified of my father finding out I am already married as he will be dreadfully angry. Mantua is a nice enough place I suppose but nowhere can be better then fair Verona: at least not while you are there I understand that Tybalt was your cousin and I am sorry however you must remember that I lost my good friend Mercutio in that same battle.. You don't have to scale a wall or climb to a balcony.Dear Romeo. I know that what I did was wrong. And I'm yours Love. You don't have to slay a dragon. You don't have to save me from a tower.

Juliet. . I am going to go to the friar to see if he can help. For now. I hope to see you soon. My love always. If you have any ideas please write back with suggestions.married to my true love and I would not change that for anything: not even my fathers happiness. I do not know what I am to do about this situation.