My Dearest Capulet
I wish I didn't feel this way
toward my ill-fated lover.
The croosing stars. The swirling clouds.
The potion is key.
The key to unity.
The key to freedom.
The key to love.
Why dost thou name be cursed?
Cursed with an ancient grudge
Cursed with envy, and yet, beautiful.
I could not dare live my life
without you, nor put a blemish in our heavenly vows.
If death is what it takes
then death it shall be.
My dearest Capulet,
I cannot wait to make love with you
in the afterlife.