Kidnap by Alcohol, My Version of Romeo and Juliet

A bar named after a local fruit, two bottles of beer, an ambush from a friend, and some emo cries to match an emo haircut is the newest version of Romeo and Juliet.

The friend ambushes for me to take pictures of emo sepia tone to match the emo bangs, with blue guitar on the side, and a few bottles more, I take the pics. To be viewed by her friends later, which turned out to be good, either from the excellent bar lighting, or from the shaking of my hand, holding her cam phone. And it plays,

Behold this night, still and clear
You look here just like an angel sleeping
I wish I could ease your fears
I would catch the diamond tears you’re weeping
In your eyes I would hide
By your side I could defy
The forces tearing us apart
But reality, as it seems
Looking back, is that our dream
Was fated from the start

Forever true
I’ll see you through

The boyfriend, holding your hand, asking you if you remember, that night, that night with that song. The warm air gives your neurons a slower passage to the brain, and you just don’t remember. He sulks back, and won’t accept the excuses, which makes sense.

Another dream-like evening, and I remember different angles of Red Horse, and a new found love for D-Bar.