Last letter: Another Juliet Romeo story

Wake up love, love, wake up love. It is time to leave, to escape. No more tears, no more fears, only escape. Escape to that promised land. Green fields and fresh air, white horses and joys to share. Today, we escape. Pack up lover, get dressed, before your father hears us. Before he sees us together, before the world knows we are leaving. It is too late to forgive, and forget. It is too late to sleep, to see the vignette. Today, it is our time, and today, it is the time to escape. When they will find us missing, think how they will act, may they  cry, may this glass be cracked. The laugh, the spineless laugh be all they are left with. Their rules, their wisdoms, their laws, may they choke them. We hope they choke them. Come lover, it is time, to escape.