Romeo's Thoughts on Love

Love... I used to think it was painful. Love was "Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears." But at the same time it was "A choking gall, and a preserving sweet." I loved Rosaline but, "She'll not be hit by Cupid's arrow," by me at least. Every night I went to sleep wanting to cry because "She will not stay the siege of loving terms." I couldn't go on like this, but after I went to that party I forgot about that b***h because I met Juliet and she's so hot, like "a snowy dove trooping with crows." Now I think love is wonderful and there's nothing like it! Even though now I know Juliet is a Capulet, I don't care. I got her to kiss me and now she's duped, so am I.