Mischa is my Romeo, Or so she says. He's so very gorgeous, Drop-dead gorgeous that is! The moment we spoke, Was the moment I knew, I knew and hoped, Hoped our love would be true. Chantale knew and I did too, Knew that he was the one, The one to cheer me up, Cheer me up when there was no sun. I didn't think I could, I couldn't forget Brian, Now I sorta did, Chantale knew I would. He's my Romeo. That sounds so cute. I already love him, I wish I were his Juliette! What if Romeo already has, Already has his Juliette? I hope to God he doesn't! I'm so thankful that we met! Before I met my Romeo, I couldn't care at all, If I were to wake up tomorrow, He's got my number, hope he calls. I couldn't write joyful poetry, Before Mischa that is, I have to say that I love him, I wish I were all his He seems to be sweet, He's really nice to me, He won't brake my heart, In Romeo, that's what I see. I wonder if... If he feels the same, The same about me? At least he knows my name. I've been looking for, For a Romeo kinda guy. I couldn't find him, 'Till today when he said hi I wanna be kept, Kept close to him, Close to his strong body, In his arms when the lights go dim.
Reason for writing:
I fell in love with this guy as soon as he told me hi. My best friend called him My Romeo. I had to write about him.
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