Juliet's Waiting

Romeo was waiting; I was still getting dressed. He softly whispered my name, and my face felt so red. He called my name again, and I think I fell to the floor. As I finished getting dressed, I raced to the door. When we met in the field, Oh how my heart raced! We kissed so warmly, and he held me gently. A while later, the dawn was rising. We had to go for our family was fighting. I sit here alone, smiling on the outside, Yet, dying within. My tears will fall until we meet again.