This shall be the last time I open these pages. When eyes shall lie upon this body of mine once more I knoweth not, nor do I knoweth who shall next read the contents of this memoir. To you, whoever you might be, I say only that my mind is no longer in its proper holding. And yet, if one is aware of their insanity, have they truly been driven mad? I know only that I was madly in love. And when the source of my insanity was stripped away, naught was left but an empty, aimless Romeo. That is my state now. My Juliet lies dead before me. I hold no more reason for life.
I arrived at the Capulet tomb long past dark in the hopes that I should see no other soul. However, County Paris, the fortunate man whom had nearly received the hand of Juliet, had come for a private mourning. I saw him not but when he leapt from the underbrush, presuming I had come to do foul deeds. In my madness I have slain him. And yet, I cannot seem to bring myself to regret it. As he requested upon the coolness of his final breath, I hath laid him by the side of Juliet. My dearest Juliet, whose eyes shall see no more light. Her beauty hath been wasted as she must now become one with the earth. The torch's shadows mock me by making her breast appear to rise and fall, as though she might wake at any moment. Oh, Juliet, when I have completed this record, I must taste your kiss once more. I shall be content then to die. Death's presence in this stifling vault is now a tangible substance. And I greet it now as I might an old friend.
If only words could bear the love which is now contained within me, then here they would be writ. Instead, I shall pour my heart and being into this simple phrase.
My dearest Juliet, I love you.
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