Sunday, June 5, 2011

The Forbidden Love.

Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs;
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes;
Being vex'd a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears:
What is it else? a madness most discreet,
A choking gall and a preserving sweet.

But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:
Be not her maid, since she is envious;
Her vestal livery is but sick and green
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.
It is my lady, O, it is my love!
O, that she knew she were!
She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.
I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
Having some business, do entreat her eyes
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven
Would through the airy region stream so bright
That birds would sing and think it were not night.
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!

Both quotes from the one and only William Shakespeare.

So, you see. 
I have reached a dilemma.
There is a boy I like to call Romeo.
We have a forbidden love.
For he is a squashmore.
No... wait.
A junior?
Since I'm a senior?
Nope, still a sophomore.
But little fact. 
He has swept me off my little feet.

He sings for me.
He blogs about me.
Every time I lay my eyes on him,
a smile spreads across my face.
He touches my chin,
and butterflies completely fill my tummy.
I find myself thinking about him a lot.
I adore him.
Another wee problem.
We are just so busy, 
it is impossible to find time this busy summer season to spend some time with one another.
I hate it. 
I just want to play with him.

Plus he emailed me all the dates of full moons....

What a champ.

Romeo oh Romeo... 

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