This Fake Soliloquy
This is not by any means a soliloquy. My Romeo does not even know my name. But I'm Juliet. I am not called when he is drunk or even after my love affair with Jack Daniels. Yes, Daniels will be his name for the sake of this soliloquy. I'm in love. They said I just need to breathe.. "They" said.. My stomach cringed. No, it danced.. the butterflies in my stomach danced.. So we danced and panicked and waited for him to speak. I want him to utter something sour and then nothing and then something sweet. After he speaks to me, he can go on about his day.
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