My Rosaline..

You made me love you down to the core,
Dearly woman, my heart had gone so sore.
This is such a sorrowful bittersweet fate,
For my devoted love, you can't reciprocate.

Oh my, that heavenly dazzling beauty,
Where could you have gotten it, my lady?
Oh me, I'll do anything just to marry you,
And down church's aisle, you'll say I do.

I know, by mind and heart, my  love will prevail,
So please, honey, don't wear that long black veil.
Someday, you'll regret you didn't stay by my side,
You could have worn that white dress and be my bride.

I'll stop this imagination and put my mind into set,
Dear cousin, Benvolio, teach me how to forget.
Here comes my Rosaline and I'll feel the pain,
Over and over, my heart aches, once again.