This time they lived

It's a single poem of Romeo and Juliet. re-telling the story with a happy ending. Wrote with few questions in my mind, "Why should love die every time? why should they die in every story? why should a dead love story be told every time?"

Note: Poem is not written by a professional poet. It's written by an absolute amateur and noobie poet.

This is written by a huge fan of Romeo and Juliet and Shakespeare. My serious apologies if this hurts your feelings on 'Romeo and Juliet'.

Please leave a comment before leaving. It helps me a lot and to develop more as a writer (suggestions are happily taken).