Romeo.🤍

"Romeo O' Romeo, where for art thou?" Screams the fair maiden Juliet from a top her balcony "Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear That tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops." He promises his love for her. Little does Romeo know that the moon is ever-changing and Juliet wants and yearns for a constant love. O' how the might have fallen. Is it silly that I pity myself? For I know not a love like these two ancient lovers. I only know of ever-changing, painful love. But just as Juliet yearns for a constant one, I yearn for a love that is bound to be shaken and collapsed. I yearn for the type of love that causes self-destruction. I know not of why I yearn for this love. But I do, oh my love I do And my Romeo's are not looking to spend an eternity with me, not like Juliet's Romeo, oh no. My Romeo's seem to yearn for the pain of others, they seem to not understand how having an unrequited love feels like. O' Juliet, Help me Help me find a Romeo A Romeo just like yours.