Romeo & Juliet

Him.
He's no Romeo, though he is known as the name,
for he serenades the town with romance so lame,
songs he wrote for her, the girl of his dream,
whose face he can't forget since the day she first came.

Her.
She's no Juliet, though she seems a bit like the lady,
days and nights she waits for him on her balcony,
to utter the words of love in such symphony,
for his voice has become her favorite melody.

Them.
They're not the legendary couple, though in some ways are as ironic,
they love each other terribly but neither is bold enough to speak.
What are they so afraid of, they don't know, and they don't bother to seek.
Maybe it's their feelings too strong yet their hearts too weak?