Dad, it was my mistake to think he would be like you,
just because he wasn’t my usual type.
You loved me since I was born.
Maybe he never did.
Feel like a thief who can no longer steal
nursing wounds that do not heal.
Dressed in black yet still a bride.
and like you , a heart that does not hide.
Mama is angry. (Capulet vs Capulet)
So are you but not at me.
You both didn’t like his people.
Romeo hates Juliet.