I marvel at the wonder of it in our souless age

Fast flow the tears upon the page

Don't be alarmed I am her friend

Will I be excused if I presume

It's more than disappointment that we share

You share the same sorry life, the families fight,

that unhappy blade you both invite

This romantic ideal has a lonely appeal

I once loved someone the way that you do

But I had to let her go

I live with my regret

Don't despair my would-be Juliet