~•εїз•~ Dedicated to the One I love ~•εїз•~

   

 Goodnight, goodnight!

 Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow. 

                                       O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?

                                      Deny thy father and refuse thy name, or if thou

                                       wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I shall no longer be a Capulet.

                    A glooming peace this morning with it brings;
                                                      The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head:
                                                   Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things;
                                                     Some shall be pardon'd, and some punished:
                                                                For never was a story of more woe 

                                                                Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.