But One Half of Perfection » Juliet

The Dumbest Thing

Romeo — Tue, 04 Dec 2012 04:29:53 +0000

Campus was pretty dead over Thanksgiving weekend. Practically everyone I know here went home. That is, everyone but Juliet. We kind of just ran into each other at Starbucks, and I realized I hadn’t actually seen her in over a week. Turns out we both like gingerbread lattes.

So we started talking. All of her friends had gone home too. Here we were, the only two people in Baltimore who couldn’t do that – because our home existed in some book. We were living on the same campus, and yet we might as well have been in different worlds.

We’ve been meeting every day since then. She likes to draw and is getting really good at it. Her favorite color is green, but she’s afraid to wear it because she doesn’t think it goes with her hair. She watches the stars every night and wonders if they tell each other stories. I didn’t know these things about her. I really didn’t know anything about her.

It’s kind of dumb when you think about it. In that story, we would have died before we could even get to know each other as people. Hell, even here I was so determined to protect her, I didn’t realize I was doing the same damn thing. I broke her heart thinking it was my place to decide her future. And the dumbest thing of all is how long it took me to realize that.

I decided to tell her the truth. About everything.

Thanks for Understanding

Romeo — Tue, 13 Nov 2012 20:05:47 +0000

So I’ve been reading a lot of your more recent comments, and they’ve been really supportive! I just wanted to say, I really appreciate you respecting my decision to stay here, despite me being such an ass about everything. I don’t know if you guys’ll ever understand just how important this is to me. And to her.

I probably sound like a jerk asking this, but when will you be able to send Jules home? It’s just not easy. On her, I mean. Staying here.

I’m an Idiot…

Romeo — Tue, 16 Oct 2012 02:05:48 +0000

So I did what you guys were saying and asked Jules out to dinner. She seemed thrilled at first, but soon as we met up, she started asking me about Verona progress. I wanted to get her to relax, so I said we’d talk about it later, but she insisted, and I, uh, said something I probably shouldn’t've, and she …Continue reading →

The Right Idea

Romeo — Wed, 10 Oct 2012 04:08:36 +0000

Today Bob got into a huge fight with a member of his house through a sell phone, or so I figured, hearing but his half of the exchange. I was completely shock’d by his words, but moreso by the guys’ reactions, ’cause stuff like that seems to be totally normal around here. I can’t understand how such a land can exist, where men can feel zero obligation to defend their houses and go as far as throwing away their own names. What’s even weirder is how the guys seem ready to give their lives for the honor of their brotherhood without a drop of shared blood between them, like knights without a king or something.

The more I think about it, the more I wonder if these guys have the right idea here. I mean instead of their bloodline, they oppose fate by fighting for whatever the hell they want. There’s a lot of stuff like that here that just makes so much more sense when you think about it (except maybe the “arrow to the knee” thing – still don’t get that). Like the parties. They’re not nearly as extravagant as Verona’s balls, but that doesn’t make them any less fun. It just means we can have them more often without a load of preparing or dressing up. Besides, I don’t see why Verona’s women think five layers of skirts make them any more pleasing to the eye. And anyway, a learning establishment where people have time to enjoy life has got to be doing something right. Makes me almost think Verona’s stuck in the stone ages.

Speaking of Verona, I’ve been trying and trying, but I just can’t find a lead on how Jules and I could get back. If any of you out there have any ideas, I’d sure like to hear them. Really, you’d be saving my life here.

A Humble Vow

Romeo — Tue, 02 Oct 2012 21:18:29 +0000

O dear sweet Juliet with beauty such that makes the golden sun look dim! I, with the whole world as my audience, hereby profess eternal love for thee! And may all look upon these words in envy, for such love is as yet unmatch’d in strength. Though thou hast come to doubt my commitment, in that same vow I made upon our coming to this strange place, constant I yet remain. O come what may, I shall be at thy side, and shall not rest whiles we are safely home, return’d to our Verona hand in hand. How could these eyes have wander’d from this aim to novelties and trifles, I know not, but I, by blessèd moon do swear, no more shall my head be so turn’d in any way that my belovèd Juliet is not.

O take me at my word that if I find an interest in our new surroundings here, ’tis but in search of means for our return! No more shall I admire endless rows of high majestic castles in this land. No more shall color’d iron horses hold so captive my attention in your stead. And dare I use such sorceries as this, ’tis to deliver my own heart to thee.

These transgressions of mine are so severe, the night lit up not by the moon so dull but fallen stars so strangely close and bright, can offer me no rest, no, peace, no sleep! For in this new unknown, I made thee feel forsaken and alone in thy pursuit! Such wrongs as mine deserve no mercy, yet in thine own heart so vast as skies are blue, would thou so much as aid thoughts of reprieve, so as my strength could be once more thine own, so as together we may end these troubles!

O Juliet, my dream, my life, my soul, how aches my heart without thee by my side! Unworthy though I am of thy fair grace, I shall not rest in my continued search for a way home, long as my heart doth beat.