The Performance

CATEGORY

life

The smile on my face lately, seems to be just a theater mask disguising the opera in the depths of my mind. Ribbons of lies have been whispered and deceit had been uncovered, blindness has been removed and my heart has been awakened to fact that the love I thought was mine was just a mirage. On this stage of memories I saw many nights of lies, many screams and cries, many red eyes and many remnants of our love die and yet you stand, portraying the leading man as if there could never be an understudy for you but you have a replacement on standby for me. I've stood under the spotlight singing my hearts song in this empty theater as if I'm still auditioning for a role I thought I earned many moons ago without giving up even though I've been treated like an amateur instead of the headliner of the show. My eyes stayed on you as you looked away. I played the part with completely perfect imperfections knowing you no longer deserved to grace my stage with your horrible portrayal of the lead as I watched the deserving audition like me. I looked away at the one who had taken a seat.The One who feels he would be no good at taking center stage with me and wondered how could perform on his hearts stage... I wondered why someone with such star quality wouldn't want to work with someone like me... I wondered if would ever find the right person to take the lead or will stand alone on this stage for all eternity.