The Nation of Romeos and Juliets

The modern world hasn't changed much at all

Juliet meets Romeo in the safety of the secrets and the shadows.
And no one knows you’re here tonight.
No one knows you’re here tonight.
No one knows.
No one knows.
Because no one would trust that you know what love is tonight.

Welcome to the nation of love seekers and secret keepers.
Love isn’t dead,
But we sure are trying.
Welcome to the nation where your Romeo and my Juliet
Only exist in fairy tales.
Welcome to the nation where love falls to lust,
Lust lives in lies,
And anything else can only die.
Welcome to this.
Welcome my friends.
Welcome to adoration’s impassionate end.

At one in the morning, thirteen hours into the night,
Romeo speeds a worried Juliet to her home.
She knows her father knows where she’s been.
She knows he’ll never let her out again.
She climbs up the gutter, in the window.
She could never ever let her Romeo go.
Her dad knows she was here tonight.
But no one knows.
Oh no one knows.
There is no one who could know that she learned what love is tonight.

Welcome to a nation of love seekers and secret keepers.
Love isn’t dead.
But we sure are trying.
Welcome to a nation where your Romeo and my Juliet
Only exist in fairy tales.
Welcome to a nation where love falls to lust,
Lust lives in lies,
And anything else can only die.
Welcome to this.
Welcome my friends.
Welcome to adoration’s impassionate end.

The father hates him.
The mother hates her.
It shouldn’t have been a sin
For him to see her.
The father hates him.
The mother hates her.
It shouldn’t have been a sin
For him to see her.
The father hates him.
The mother hates her.
It shouldn’t have been a sin
For him to see her.

Welcome to a nation of love seekers and secret keepers.
Love isn’t dead.
But we sure are trying.
Welcome to a nation where your Romeo and my Juliet
Only exist in fairy tales.
Welcome to a nation where love falls to lust,
Lust lives in lies,
And anything else can only die.
Welcome to this.
Welcome my friends.
Welcome to adoration’s impassionate end.

Tomorrow night, they’ll run far away.
Juliet and Romeo will change their names.
The boy lost in secrets.
The girl disgraced with silenced shame.
Even if they never would each see other again,
Young love, the parents would blame.

Author's Note

If you see any similarities to Taylor Swift's "Love Song"
This is an older piece of mine
And was written long before hers
Tell me what ya think

Reviews

[Void Unspoken]

Very nice! I don't know what exactly it is about this that I like but that's probably because I don't like any of it but I do love all of it! I don't normally read anything that's like this but for some strange reason I decided to read this and give you a review and so I did. And I'm happy that I did. If I were you, I wouldn't worry about a reference to Taylor Swift's "Love Song". Honestly... she's not all that fantastic anyway. I hate to say it but she's just another "teen star" and... well... everyone knows how they are. They come in... make a couple thousand bucks... get egotistic... and then they fall out of the limelight just as quickly, if not quicker, than they stepped into it over night. That's just how it is. I can tell that you have a passion for writing and you're very poetic. It seems to me that you have true tallent. You're no fake. I look forward to reading more from you.
Take care.
-marleygirl-

[Cheerio]

I love this piece. I seems as though you could sing it or transform it into the perfect song. Great Job :)

[Jeff Miller]

Wow this piece was amazing, it is very vibrant. The words stick out and the emotions are indeniable. I say this piece is infallable

[Jennifer Marie Theresa ..]

Well I'll tell you this is much better then Taylor's Swift Romeo and Juliet. There is much more talent. There is forbidden love and parents disapproval. How can you meet your parents approval when they forbid you to open your heart? The love set is like a fairytale and made of the imagination. Then when you wake up you find yourself as you say with lust and sin without any depth of emotion. This had a great flow and my God I love it so much

[Naomi Montana Walsh]

I think that it says alot about they way we love when we are young before we are told to beware of those deep passions..I got lucky and at an older age found that love again.. a lot of this rings true.