Romeo And Juliet Diary Essay

Dearest Diary, I’ve had a wonderful night! I met a beautiful young man. One man whose name falls freely from thy mouth; Romeo. How the sound of his voice, the man who brings joy to thine ears. Oh, how I hope that I could call him mine. Thou art the most amazing and kind-hearted man. And his lips, my lord, can you believe how he kisses by the book? And can you believe he snuck into thine fathers grounds in the garden just to suffice his need to take the eye and glance upon thee? Though he is a Montague his words of, “my only love sprung from my only hate,” have brought more joy to my heart and more than any Paris has or ever will. Now at my balcony, my love has offered me a proposal to marry. I shall send him a message, to which he shall reply a time and a place of our ceremony.

But I love him. Surely I can tell Nurse and she’ll understand, right? She has been with me for all these years. Yes, dearest diary, I shall accept his proposal. Some may think we’re moving far too fast, but, Mother would push me towards Paris and I refuse to have him. My love, my heart and desire belong to Romeo. Our plans have not yet been set in stone for the marriage, but, in telling Nurse, I shall send her a messenger to Romeo requesting the time and date. This is to my heart which I strive to follow. Oh how the days pass with longing times. Hours seem to take years. Though the party has passed no longer than it takes the sun to rise and fall, love, at first sight, is true, to begin with. The look in his eye and his lips on mine ignited emotions I have never and will never feel for anyone else. My years are young, but what I feel is true. If my dearest Romeo feels the same, we shall run away together and be