Jyoti Tamisier fayard                                                                                                                     5/10/15

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Dear Romeo,

You, who have the mind of a poet, full of love and honesty, why don't you use it at crucial times? When you saw them fight, why did you do so little?  Did you think your words would reach their souls and change their actions? You led your best friend to death. He was neither Capulet nor Montague. Yet he fought for you. When he died, he was full of hatred for the two wrecked families.

Did his last words not mean anything to you? Could you not learn a lesson and stop this endless war?What good did it feel when you took revenge? You were right when you said, "O, I am Fortune's fool." Taken by hatred, you lost everything. You were so enveloped in the very moment and your emotions that you did not think of tomorrow. But if you had not been blind by your own darkness, things could have changed. 

Letting your angry feelings take over killed all hopes for your love of Juliette. You let your families, these two houses that your friend Mercutio cursed, deal with your life and destroy it. Your marriage with Juliette had the power to abolish the distances between the two families: Tybalt was not only Juliette's cousin, but he was also yours through the oath of marriage. 

Now, you can cry and despair but things have unfortunately been settled. 

I wish you could have used your mind rather than let your heart and guts led your actions. Hopefully, you'll be able to learn and allow Mercutio's death to resonate and lead to some good and happiness. 

Yours,