One man was the only soul to tell the Epilouge of Romeo and Juliet. He asked horrible questions in grusome detail, but he indeed got his story. 5 months letters rumors of the newest production of a William Shakespeare, the tragic tale of star crossed lovers, Romeo and Juliet. Yet I was there, I needed not a play to relive the story again, I simply needed my wounded memory. I remembered touched Juilets cold hands as they buried her and I remember Romeo's pale face. Oh how they looked together for once in each others hands. I suppose after their emding of life I truly knew what Love ment, after all leaving life to enter somewhere else with that person just for that one emotion is only true.