Benvolio hath asked me to attend the masquerade tonight at the Capulets. He believes that once I see the beautiful women whom will be attending that my heart shall simply forget Rosaline. Doth he think me so desperate? I do not simply leap from one love to another.. Oh sweet Rosaline... Perhaps she shall attend! I shall try one last time to woo her if I do indeed see her. If I do not, then I suspect I shall die. My life shall not be complete without her blessed soul in it.