Romeo and Juliet were not in love they were obsessed I know because I have come to realise the meaning of a 'True Romeo'

They were not in love 

they were obsessed 

of each other they couldn't get enough

with Romeo love was a diamond in the rough

he needed to keep it in

he needed to stay in the warmth of his bed and rest

love deserves the best of the best 

not someone who has death as an interest

Time

being in love takes time 

Romeo was simply a lover of crime

to his name there was may a dime 

Juliet should have read the warning signs 

for a true Romeo, is ordinary

not an angel or a star

but a true Romeo you shall see from a far 

for his outer beauty may camouflage he

but his heart and love will never come to sabotage 

his hand he will always offer thee

before you can fully ask...

do you love...

he holds the rest- me 

a true Romeo you he shall protect 

not over every girl will his heart be hard to retract 

he was not the Romeo of a dream 

things aren't always what they seem

a true Romeo is honest 

a true Romeo has thy heart 

a true Romeo is my guy 

he is true because he is purely mine. 

Only mine!  

Something's are just nobody's business like his name for instance so to you he has 'No Name'

He has a name
saying his name you be lame
so let's play a game
this game will drive you insane
like trying to set fire to the rain
nothing to lose but his name to gain
this will truly rack your brain
you may not know him but he knows you
because of him my favourite colour is blue
his name has one syllable not two
amazing even in hard times he pulls through
he belongs to me get your own he is not for you
he does have a name I promise
but it doesn't concern you- to you he has no name

Those eyes are a prison and his heart; the cell that refuses to let you escape but maybe I can't escape not because he won't let me, but because I don't want to. If only you could see what I see in his 'Eyes' then you would understand

Eyes
we all have them
I think...
but his were a gift
the sky I see with my eyes
buried in the blue of his eyes
a restless ocean
a troubled sea
when I look in his that I do see
I know it's not just me
angels dancing
horses prancing
all in his eyes
they truly are entrancing
we may all have them
but none, a gift
none his
none heaven sent
none belonging to an angel
none belonging to a star
none you can visualise from afar
his do
he is my angel
he is my star
his- the only ocean blue sky-like eyes
everyone can see from afar
only he has those eyes

Never say never, there is always a chance of 'Forever'

I believed
forever should be never
now I know...
love should be forever and ever
the past I wish to sever
The truth is...
never should be forever
I wish I could tell you I still love you
or whatever
in ten years or whenever
I will with you be
whenever you need me
just wait and see
Forever should never be never
but never should never be never either
because never should never exist
never should forever be forever

I didn't want to leave I hope you understand, it wasn't my desire I never thought I would find myself 'Leaving' those kids behind

leaving.

I'm leaving

it's my last day

why can't time just stop and wait

wait for me because I am going to be late

these kids 

it is them as my own I truly love

of them I just can't get enough

leaving 

I'm leaving

though, I don't want to leave,

I don't want to go

to time I want to say 'no'

but time is against me 

and today I'm leaving

This will change your perception on the definition of a sonnet, so just go don't 'Hold On'

Wait a minute 

hold on 

did yesterday you not say

you will love me until night replaces Day

until heaven with hell, together they lay

knowing they never will- will they?

By saying that you had vowed to stay

I only wish I could still call you bae 

hold up, hold on...

why am I still holding on?

Are you not gone? 

I was truly about you wrong

don't hold up, go, don't hold on

Don't hold up, don't hold on I going no I'm gone 

'New' beginnings are just the end of old endings and I hate them because when love is true between two there is no welcoming into it somebody 'New' and something so true won't allow for anything 'New' because true love stories never end so Mr. 'New' I hate you if *you* read this know I still love you

New me

new you 

this would happen this I knew 

our love was going to disappear into the blue

there would come a day when I could no longer see you

I would know sleepless nights this I knew 

I dread starting again

out with the old and in with the new 

new me 

new you

new black 

it's blue

new 

nothing to look forward to

new bae 

new boo

old me 

please let it be the old you 

I would find myself begging this I knew 

when that fine line I drew 

this would happen this I knew 

loving black 

hating blue 

hating black 

loving blue 

though who cares I just miss you 

I love all things old

I hate all things new
dear Mr. New I truly and unconditionally hate you