It is essential that my family come first, however he makes me feel wanted. I know deep down I want to be with him forever, ‘til death do us part.’ I want to raise a family with him, but my mind will only be at ease, when I know I have the support and approval of my family. Without their approval…it’s better to die than to live the life where my family are ashamed of me.
These feelings are coming straight from my heart, only I know what I feel. You are the one person who I can confide in, tell my secrets. I find it much better to express my feeling, as only then will ‘they’ see my love for Romeo is genuine.
The time when Tybalt and Mercutio fought…made me realise this love can conquer all. But how is it possible that it took the death of my beloved cousin Tybalt to realise this. At the time I was full of hate and anger, mainly towards Romeo as there simply was no need for the bloodbath. We both lost someone close to us. Even more the reason for us to work together; comfort each other in this time of need. “If love be rough with you, be rough with love: prick love for pricking, and you beat love down.” Wise words from Mercutio…no matter what he thought of my relationship with Romeo, he truly did understand the power of love.
Can’t my family see this is breaking us all apart? Yet somehow I feel as I am the one who is to be blamed in all of this. It must be my fault that all bad deeds are coming to my family all at once...
Romeo shows me the passion, my heart aches to see, to feel his lips on my body, there really are no words that can express my feelings.
This pain is too much. I can’t bare losing any anyone close to me…is this a test, to see how strong my love is for the most important people in my life? This is too much pressure in which my brain and my heart can’t handle.
With the nurse by my side, I felt as if anything is possible, she helped to get me married to Romeo. She gave me the guidance to pursue my love; she was almost a mother to me. You tell me, how many mothers would help their daughter to elope? The answer is simple…no mother would ever do anything to jeopardise the pride and dignity of the family. To bring shame on ‘The Capulet’s’ never…she will not allow that to happen. She rather me kill myself, by taking an overdose or she would disown me.
What is worst? Who has the answers to these questions? Is there ever a right and wrong answer?
When I saw Romeo lying there, all cold, still, my heart sank. My initial thought was ‘this should be me’. The man of my dreams, who thought he was in love with Rosaline sacrificed everything for me, is now lying in my lap. If this is not try love, then what is?
I don’t understand, how is it possible that by having an arrange marriage, will make me happy, huh! It only makes things worse…it is not possible to be happy and in love with someone who you don’t even know.
Excuses! Family think they know what’s best for their child, yet can’t they see that forcing me to get married to someone who I barely know…is not best for me; they are all so frustrating, trying to ruin my life. This marriage only benefits my parents!
I don’t understand the concept of arrange marriage. How can you fall in love with a person you hardly know? Just by meeting them or even worse meeting them the moment you get married, and when you realise they are not the one for you…its too late.
Paris, a man I hardly know, I just…just don’t understand…it is ridiculous! It my have been acceptable in the olden days to have arrange marriages, but in this day and age, its almost like committing suicide. To marry someone who is much older than me, to have no intimate connection with, to not even say hello to, how will this marriage prosper. This is one of the reasons why I feel so strongly about eloping with Romeo, for he understands me, keeps me warm. His tender touch is beautiful.
Yes…yes I must marry Romeo, for he is the one my heart is set on marrying. He is the one who makes everything seem good and happy and right, he is the one who has put my mind at ease. Yes, Romeo I…I love you.
This truly does feel right, it’s like our souls are one. He is the one who just by saying his name I get a tingly feeling run through my veins. Even when we argue, I still keep coming back for more. I told myself I would never let a man have me running circles around him, but this Romeo…words can not explain the feeling inside this heart. So much heart ache, would someone come and rip this heart out. It is draining me, this love, the passion, its mind blowing.
Is it wrong, to want to hear his voice, at least once a day? Tell me I am not being obsessive…its not obsession…its love. Love is what I feel for him that makes me want to be with him no matter what my family think. Every time I close my eyes I see him…touching me, kissing me, even to the point where we are just holding hands. If only I could tell you how much you mean to me. I find myself sitting here crying till the moment I hear your sweet tender voice, even if it is for 1 minute or 1 hour.
It has even got to the point where I can smell you everywhere. Everything reminds me of you. Your laugh, you jokes and the silly things you do which makes me smile. The soft kisses on my neck the sweet nothings you whisper. Romeo why did you leave me on this earth, which is full of pain and suffering? If I can’t be with Romeo, then there is no one else who can replace him.
I must join Romeo…I know he will be waiting for me…Romeo I am coming.
Men are all the same no matter what they tell you, that they’ve changed…they all end up breaking your heart. Is that what you really want in a relationship, to always feel you don’t know where you stand with each other, to always feel that the man you love is hiding something? Its better being single. At least you don’t have to keep on worrying if your man is cheating on you and if he’s lost interest.
A Montague? How stupid can I believe, to go against my family just because I thought I was in love?! After all the disgrace and disappointment I have caused, to back with him…would tear my family to pieces.
Nurse interfering in life
The fight with Tybalt and Mercutio
The death
The betrayal of families
The embarrassment
The disloyalty
No trust
Honest
Loss of dignity
