If love is great, then it is worth fighting for – Cassandra Clare
As we walked down the cobbled streets of Rome,
holding hands, no one looking at our smiling faces
had an inkling of what we have been through to be
We felt like Romeo and Juliet although our families’
conflict had to do with race. My parents didn’t want
me to be with a white man and your parents
didn’t want you to be with a black woman. They
didn’t understand or believe that love should be
They made us feel guilty for falling in love. The people
we have loved and known all of our lives have become
our enemies. Amidst threats of being ostracized from
the family, we decided to elope. And here we are in the
eternal city with no regrets. Love is our cross to bear.
And we bear it with courage and pride.