dear mars,
today in english we read shakespeare's famous, romeo and juliet, this verse reminded me of you.
why, such is love's transgression. griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast, which thou wilt propagate, to have it prest with more of thine: this love that thou hast shown doth add more grief to too much of mine own. love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs; being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; being vex'd a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears: what is it else? a madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet. farewell, my love.
~ m.c.
that day, mars had in fact read romeo and juliet in english. was m.c. in his english class? the only person he knew in that class was mercury and his other friend olive, but olive had a girlfriend. so that meant, maybe mercury was m.c.? no way, well maybe. he'll talk to mercury about it tomorrow.
that day, mercury hadn't talked, like the day before. all he did was stare off into space and hot things, letters, down in his notebook. of course, all the letters were to mars. he'd also come in with beat up knuckles and a black eye, his father's doing. maybe he'd talk to mars about it tomorrow.
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dear mars
Romancemercury is desperately in love with his best friend, mars, so he writes letters to him under the alias of m.c. mars has fallen in love with the one sending the letters, but he can never seem to find out who exactly is m.c. whats to happen when mar...
