A foolish, heartbroken teenager...

I write a blog tonight, to express my deep sadness and confusion, in an attempt to heal my perplexed and troubled heart. I blogged, last night after the immaculate Capulet party, of a mysterious boy I met, danced with and indulged in other sins thou fingertips must not reveal.

This morning, I sent my adoring nurse to reveal the identity of the one I danced the night away with, the one of whom I am so smitten with. She was gone half the day, and in her absence I waited with anticipation and agonizing curiosity for her arrival back. But her arrival back was neither what I was expecting nor what I was anticipating. For she arrived with news that my dear love… was my dear enemy. Nurse had discovered the boy I fell so instantly in love with, is a boy of whom I would be forbidden to be with.

My only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late! Prodigious birth of love it is to me, that I must love a loathed enemy.

How foolish could I be? Not to ask his identity before letting my heart fall in love. What a foolish, foolish girl I am! Oh what agony it is to discover ones only love is the one love that she cannot have! How unfair it is, to want someone you know you can never have, to want a love you know will never be accepted, nor rejoiced nor celebrated. The pain my heart feels, like a dagger through my heart as this mystery man I blogged about last night, is a not just a man, but a forbidden enemy. How scared I am to speak his name, to reveal his identity. Oh how furious some may be… for me to shout to the world his identity in cyber space for anyone, a friend or an enemy to read; it could not possibly be done.

How someone can contemplate my feelings at this moment is impossible. For it feels in the space of 24 hours, I have loved and lost love. I now understand what it is like to love, with such intensity although at such a tender age. I now know how it feels to want a thing I cannot have. My heart feels like it is tearing away inside of me… for my affections cannot be hidden, my feelings for such a boy cannot be masked… I must seek to speak to my dear love, to devise a plan; one that will enable us to be together, despite our love being forbidden.

I will be with thy love again; I will make sure of this, as our love is one that is too great to be ignored.

xoxo Juliet

The Night of My Life

Yes, it is late but our magnificent party has just ended in the early hours of the morn. What a party it was, what a night! Friends and family joined together to create a night of dancing, singing, laughter and much joy. It was the most t fun I’ve had in my entire life. But none of these good things, come anywhere near as great as what I experienced towards the end of the night. As tonight I met a boy; not an ordinary boy but a boy of whom I fell in love with the instant our eyes connected. From across a room of one thousand eyes, ours met. What a truly magical moment it was. And from then, when he took my hand in his soft, delicate palm; it felt as though fate had brought us together.

His words that spoke were music to my ears. Such beautiful words that made my heart melt. His masculine, affectionate voice added an extra touch to the words he spoke. He made me speechless; my heart skipped a beat every time he drew breath to speak again. I found it difficult to resist his advances, his words made so much sense. “To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss” he said to me. Now I don’t kiss and tell. But perhaps I already have ;)

I sit here, my face aching from cheek to cheek. Unable to stop my mind, fueling thoughts from tonight’s meet. For it is not just my mouth that is smiling, but my whole face. For I, Juliet Capulet am in love. In love with a boy I have never met before, but a boy of whom made my heart flutter every moment I spent in his presence. Oh what a high it is to be in love. A high I thought id never experience, especially at my youthful age.

They say one cannot fall in love at first sight. Oh how wrong they are, for tonight I experienced the most true and prosperous love at first glance. Yet to be fourteen, some may find difficulty believing in the love I feel. But I do not expect those who doubt to understand, as they are the ones who have not experienced true love for themselves. A love struck teenager I may be, but a foolish one I am not. For the stars are but too far away to wish and be granted such love.

Tiredness fills my eyes, as this night took away not only my breath but every morsel of energy I had left. So I shall speak more of these wonderful things tomorrow, as our love story continues… and what a love story it will be, I can tell! For now, it is goodnight to all and goodnight to my dear love, until morrow be and I see your handsome face once again.

xoxo Juliet

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