Imma tell you a story..
Once upon a time there lived a girl and a boy. They were madly in love, but no one could ever know. Why, you ask? Because the girl was locked away in a deep, deep dungeon. And the boy was a prince, who had no business being down in the dungeons.
Yet, they were in love.
For a forbidden love, is the best form of true love.
After a while, the girl was told she would be thrown out of the kingdom, and banned from ever returning. When the prince heard of this new arrangement, he ran down to see her. The love of his life.
But when he finally reached the very deepest part or the deepest dungeon, he saw that he was too late. He would never see her again.
He wandered around aimlessly, not know what to do, not hearing anything or anyone, feeling numb and not having any clue of what he would ever do. Eventually, he made his way back into his living quarters, laid down on his bed, and wept.
After a long period of time wandering around the kingdom his father had built, he could no longer feel. He could no longer feel happiness or sadness. He could no longer see what was around him or what was going to happen next. He was numb.
Soon after, he was forced to marry another.
(His name was Peter, her name was Juliet, the new girl is named melody)
Melody knew she would never feel the love she so desperately wanted and yearned for.
Then she got sick. Dying of a broken heart, she asked Peter one last question. "Why?"
"I love another, but she was cast into the forest long ago, never to return. I have walked the borders of this kingdom time and time again, searching for my dear Juliet, and I have yet to find her."
(This is NOT Romeo and Juliet, ps.)
Peter finally built up the courage to ask his father about the girl. His beloved Juliet.
His father, the king, did not recall Juliet, did not recall her banishment, did not recall the dungeon. His father had no idea of any of this.
So off he went, running until his feet were numb and his hands shook. Yes he was in pain, but in his heart, he was no longer numb. He felt the burning flame of hope, and of love.
Finally, one day, Peter came across a field. A field with beautiful flowers, tall long grass. And houses.
When he woke up, the prince was in a dark room. There was a thin line of light in the room. He put his finger in front of it, and the light danced upon his fingers. The line was no longer thin now. It was becoming bigger and bigger now, filling the room with its glow, and it was amazing.
Suddenly, it was black. He could feel something shifting in the room. Something moving. Something watching.
Suddenly, the brightness was back. Blindingly back. And as he was able to begin seeing, he found the Juliet, his love, was looking right into his eyes. And he in hers. Tears started streaming down his face. For the first time sense she had been banished, he cried. He wept, and he wept.