I marvel at the wonder of it in our souless age
  Fast flow the tears upon the page
  Don't be alarmed I am her friend
  Will I be excused if I presume
  It's more than disappointment that we share
  You share the same sorry life, the families fight,
  that unhappy blade you both invite
  This romantic ideal has a lonely appeal
  I once loved someone the way that you do
  But I had to let her go
  I live with my regret
  Don't despair my would-be Juliet