To Romeo--

Hey baby, the time after “these” years is not going to be easy, I know. My body shrivels at the thought. I know it’ll be difficult to even catch a glimpse of you. And I may have to wait for years to see you again. To hold you back in my arms and feel your heart thump against mine. To hold hands and kiss like there’s no tomorrow! Well, I know you’ll miss me too. (I’m not that bad, you know) And the stupid girl in me that loves you like mad! I know every morning you’ll wait for my phone call and to call me names over the conversation. Oh yes! Yes! I’ll miss that too. Telling you things I’d do to you to wake you up! Ha Ha! And the way you'd ask me “In health and sickness, and blah blah, Will you Marry Me?” and I'd say, without a care in the world, “YES”. 

Huhhh! Oh God! Past “these” years I’ll sit by myself, all wrinkled and taken by age to realize the golden period of my life was over. It touched me like it was never meant to be someone else’s; only mine. And it left me as if it was never mine! It always belonged to the person it was with. And then it went off. I don’t know how our story would end, but if what I feel now is true love, then it’s never too late to pen it down. There are times I want you to know I wouldn’t have found a better man than you are! I’m so happy with you. For me, you’re the perfect man alive! The world feels so complete in your arms. With you I realized how important it is to live in the moment. And that “what” and “if” are two words, as non-threatening as words can be. But put them together, side by side, and they have the power to haunt you all your life. What If? What If! What If---

You need only the courage to follow your heart. I don’t know what a love like Juliet’s feels like—a love to die for, a love to bring down stars for, a love to leave loved ones for, or a love to stand waiting in the balcony for your lover to climb up and kiss you for; but I’d like to believe since I was the one to feel it, I’d the courage to seize it. And I know I may have said this a million number of times, and maybe saying it again would make it sound a little like “I know, I know” sort but, honestly, I love you.

I do. I love you.

And I’ll do whatever it take to always come back running to you as long as you’re waiting for me on the other side. ‘Cause the truth is, and will forever remain, I’m madly, deeply, truly, passionately in love with you.

Yeah!

Oh hell yeah!!!

Forever yours in this world.

(And every other, if there’s any!)

Juliet.