• Missing You

    Lying in the bed I am.
    Thinking of the first time we met.
    Sneaking into the masquerade,
    For I was not let.

    Rosaline was on my mind,
    But when I saw you dancing,
    I tried to get to you,
    And we both couldn't stop advancing.

    Juliet, Juliet, oh Juliet...
    I miss thee so much
    Where art thou, mine Juliet?
    For I long for your touch.

    Thou art a beauty,
    That words cannot explain.
    Thou art a soul
    That makes me go insane.

    All I know is this,
    I am truly in love.
    I will always be faithful,
    For you will always be above.

    My heart strikes harder
    Than the hammer of Thor.
    It is a drum being beaten
    More quickly than before.

    My head screams and shouts
    For you to come.
    My speech runs away quickly
    And so I am dumb.

    Poor Tybalt... Poor Mercrutio...
    They are dead.
    I am taken from you.
    Tears will be shed.

    To be banished is painful
    As I am away from you.
    But soon, one day
    We will no longer need to bid adieu.