Dialogue Essays: The Tragedy Of Romeo And Juliet

By the time they’d made it out of the city, Juliet felt about ready to collapse. Both her mind and body had been run ragged, and she didn’t think she’d ever felt so tired before. She’d lived a sheltered life before she met Romeo. The Nurse would wake her near noon each day and she’d be served breakfast in bed, then would take her lessons with her tutors before joining her family for dinner, after which she was sent off to bed early (though her nurse often let her stay up, a secret well kept between the two of them). Her parents had spoiled her, treated her almost like a baby with how sheltered she was. She was not allowed out of the family estate unless accompanied by a guard, and as such, she’d grown up without anyone but her older cousin …show more content…
Tybalt wandered away, giving the two of them privacy, and Juliet silently thanked him for it. When she turned to look at Romeo for the first time in a few hours, she felt no butterflies in her stomach, just hollowness. She’d taken off the rose tinted glasses and now saw Romeo for what he really was: a whiny, childish teenager who was more in love with the concept of love than his own wife. Romeo 's voice was a swan song, his hair a tangle of black velvet ribbons, his eyes like warbling fire trapped in glass. Juliet looked upon all this, and felt nothing. All of her moments of doting admiration for him had become yet another paradise lost, and in her memory, they slipped through her fingers and vanished into the insatiable jaws of death. If there had been a time when she had loved him blindly, it was long gone now. Ironically enough, when Juliet’s eyes closed in her last moments of life, they’d opened in death, and she’d become more rational in response to the dangers ever-present around her. That same rationality had cancelled out her obsession with Romeo, allowing her to see clearly what their relationship really was: a festering pit of selfishness and physical desire, that was as shallow as a …show more content…
He looked skyward and mumbled something about fate that Juliet couldn’t quite hear, but wasn’t sure she wanted to. It took a moment for Romeo to collect himself, and when he did, he stalked away with a hurt expression on his face. Juliet couldn’t even imagine how he felt, but this was all for the best. It was better for them both to go their separate ways now, as otherwise Juliet would have to pretend she felt things for Romeo that she didn’t to preserve her feelings, which wouldn’t be good for either of them. Juliet turned away from Romeo and walked off to where Tybalt was standing a few hundred feet off. She slumped down onto a rock, her entire form shaking with both relief and