Monday, July 5, 1565
Midnight
Dear Diary
Tonight is a joyous and exiting night! I finally decided that a Montague is not any part belonging to a man, and if Romeo had some other name, he would still be just as handsome and beautiful. Then out of nowhere, Romeo shouted he would get rid of his name if I called him my love. At first I was startled and angry that he was hiding and listening to my counsel. I didn't realize it was Romeo so I asked angrily asked who that man was. I knew it was Romeo when he replied that he didn't know how to tell me his name because it is hateful to himself because it is an enemy to me. I was so happy, but I also wondered how Romeo camest hither and wherefore? Romeo, carried away with emotion, said that love's light wings helped him o'erperch the stony walls. I was more practical and told him that if my kinsmen saw him, they would murder him. Romeo said that if I just smile upon him, he'll be deafened against my family's hatred.
Then Romeo asked for the exchange of my love's faithful vow for his. I had excitement in my stomach (for marriage wasn't something I dreamt of), but I was worried that our love has happened as quickly as lightning which can quickly disappear. I told him that I gave my vow before he requested it, and yet I would it were to give again. I also told him my love is as boundless and deep as the sea. Then Nurse started calling for me. I panicked. What if she found me and Romeo? What would she do? What if she found out that we were in love and talking about marriage? Would she tell my parents? I told her that I was coming and whispered to Romeo to stay but a little because I will come again. As I entered my room, a thought just crept up my head. What if she heard me talking to someone and wants to know who it was? Should I lie to her and say it was no one, or tell the truth? What if she wanted to know what I was doing out there? Could I really tell her?
Luckily, Nurse just wanted to know where I was and to say goodnight and told me not to stay up too long. (I swear. She mothers me more than my own mother. Then again, Nurse is more of a mother than my own mother.) I returned to my love, Romeo and was glad he was still there – proof that he is faithful and trustworthy. Because I love Romeo with all my heart, and I know he feels the same way, I gave in to his request for marriage, but I wanted to make sure that Romeo's intentions of marriage are serious. I told him that I'll send a messenger at the hour of nine to find out where and what time the priest shall perform the rite. Oh, how I love him! I wanted to shout his name to the heavens so all the angels can know him and keep Romeo close to me. But because of my parents, I must whisper his name. I also know that he has to go to find out when and where we shall marry.
He left my father's orchard, and I left my balcony. Feeling such dread because he is no longer with me, but filled with such excitement because I will soon be joined in holy matrimony with the man I love. Parting is such sweet sorrow.
Good night (or shall I say good morning), Diary,
Juliet