Today, I thought I was going to see my love, Roseline, at the Capulet’s traditional feast. It turns out that I lost all interest in her after I saw the beautiful Juliet. It was love at first sight. Juliet’s glowing skin caught my eyes, and I knew she was the one. Now Juliet will be my love, and I am very grateful to call her my love. There is one problem. I spoke to her nurse tonight, and I learned she is a Capulet. The girl who I love so much is a Capulet. I am in love with my sworn enemy. She was the most beautiful person ever. Her hands were like a holy place that my hands were not worthy to visit. Her eyes shined brighter than any star in the sky. I kissed her. Her lips were warm. She thought I was polite. Why did her mother have to call
