Now, this isn't one of my usual peoms. This is a short story, to make you see a side of things you never thought you could.
Romeo, was a young man who girls fawned over 24-7, they wanted him. Wanted to be his special someone. But yet he fell inlove, not with Juliet at first. No, with Roseline. A woman who didn't want his love, let alone him. Yet he still tried his hardest for her, and he would continue to go through this heartbreak of her not excepting him. His friends knew she wasn't good for him, hated to see what she was doing to him and tried to tell him she wasn't worth it. But he was so madly devoted to the belief his love will one day open her eyes. But that day never came, for she ran away and joined a convent. Leaving Romeo with a cruel letter, shattering his heart. Romeo went on after that point as a flirt and heart breaker. He didn't like it at all, but how else was he supposed to mask the pain of his broken heart. His friends tried everything to raise him from out of the gutters. But he wouldn't budge, it took his dearest friend to force him to go to a party and breathe. At this party he met Juliet! Now the way Shakespeare wrote it, they fell inlove almost instantly. But thats not how it really goes, you see. At first he hadn't even noticed her, let alone talked to her. Yet it was the encouragement of his friend and her conversation for him to join. At first, he admired her beauty. Flirting with her knowing all women would flirt back. But she didn't, she had been locked up so tightly that she had no idea what he was doing and proceeded on with there calm conversation. Then she had to go, she had baffled him, made him curious, and made him cautious. Yet he had convinced his friend to help him find her. Sneaking away so only they could talk, and that they did. Yes their conversation was in secret, almost a whisper. But that didn't mean anything at all. It was still a beautiful conversation none the less. They got to know each other, joked with each other. Romeo could finally relax. Yet he couldn't shake the strange feeling in his chest. Now this is the first part of the true story of Romeo and Juliet, but I'm sure you all have heard this story so many times before that I won't waste your time. Still, I could always continue the story if you like, it is all up to you.
Now that being said, do you see a perfect romance now? This romance was born to issues, yet the story it bloomed even in the situations they faced, because they worked on it together.
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