November 8, 2007
Thinking About Rosaline...
Today started out like any day in Verona. It was about 30 degrees outside, yet never have I felt so cold before in my life. My life has never been the same since that fateful day when I and Rosaline decided to end our relationship. Why could she not love me as I love her? Does she even have feelings for me at all? I mean, throughout our entire relationship, I felt as if I was the only one who cared at all for the other. It is all so unclear to me now. All that I am sure of, is that she wishes to become a nun, so we decided to split up.
I was walking on the beach one day, trying to collect my thoughts when I ran into my good friend Benvolio. Benvolio has always been there for me, when I needed someone to talk to the most. As we talked on, we met up with an illiterate servant. He asked me to read the names off of a sheet of paper to him, so I did. It was obviously a list of party guests since there were so many high-classed people on the list. As I read out the list, a familiar name came up, it was Rosaline. Once i finished reading the list to him, he invited me to the party, but also indirectly tells me not to attend, since he said that members of the Montague family are not to attend. We decided to go anyway, in attempt to try and lift my spirit, even though there is a great chance that were are going to get killed if we do.
In my opinion, most of the party seemed to be pretty pointless. That was, until I saw this absolutely gorgeous young woman. Once I saw her, I forgot all about Rosaline. We did get a chance to exchange sonnets together and kiss, but then just as soon as it started, it ended, as the Nurse told Juliet to go see her mother. I asked the Nurse who I had just fallen in love with was. She told me the she was Juliet, a Capulet. I was left totally dumbfounded. My greatest love was also my greatest enemy?
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