They both died at the end.
Plus, Romeo was a whiny little brat, who needs his balls to drop, so he can stop complaining about how one girl doesn't care about him, then turn around, and fall in love with another girl.
I mean, really, the only remotely acceptable thing he did was kill that guy.
And Juliet needs to grow up! She was like... 12. How does she know what love is? Why would she stab herself over a guy she barely knows?
Shakespeare really messed up with his whole star-crossed lovers thing. He should've made them older, or not so pathetic.
My favorite Shakespeare play is still Taming of the Shrew. Now, that was well done.