My love, Juliet
Our marriage comes sooner than I expected
But do not think that I’m unsatisfied
I am more willing to marry you than ever
Time passes slowly
Thursday is still far away from me
Even though you disgusted my touch
You should understand the rush
You weep too much for Tybalt’s death
For the lost life he once hath
I give you my promise that I will be there
Whenever you are filled with fears
You will never have one more drop of tear
Listen to my love not only with your ears
My love, Juliet
How wonderful it will be
If tomorrow is Thursday
I will wake you from your dream
And let you be my only queen
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