wednesday

It can not be true, it can not be real. Life without juliet is not life at all, it is death wearing a mask. How could this have happened? how can she be gone? As soon as I see her pale and lifeless face I will kill myself in order to see her again. I could not live without knowing that she is also here on earth.

She was smart, strong, and incredibly loyal. She did not deserve such a short life.. and it leaves me wondering what caused this death? did she experience any pain? was she awake?

My heart is broken into a thousand pieces, that will never be put back together.. why is it that such violent delights should have such violent ends?