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