The Next Romeo and Juiliet

Your eyes met mine,
first sighting, first meet.
For the very first time
I felt love within me.
You found me lying there,
in that cold and dark place.
Your voice the only one I could hear,
your smile the only light I would chase.
But now, I can barely hold back my tears.
I close my eyes and try not to see,
It's like a nightmare, living fears,
They say some fall in love, but aren't meant to be.
And I remember cold nights, where I sat and wept,
tears flowing easily from my eyes.
I thought of promises left broken, never kept.
I thought of a facade, and a disguise.
And I wear it now, a strong mask,
that I hide my face behind.
I tell them with a smile, every time they ask,
"No, really dear, I'm fine."
But I spend all my nights crying.
And I beg for a quick death.
You drank my poison, now I'll take your knife,
We'll be the next Romeo and Juliet.