The backstage was my home.
Her understudy my job
Her devotee my calling
Her shadow my being
I didn't mind.
For I was contented
I was contented.
Contented to worship her.
Contented to follow her.
Contented to hide behind.
Contented to hang back while she charmed.
I was contented or so I thought.
For as long as she saw me no one else mattered.
For as long as I was her star no one else mattered.
For as long as I was hers no one else mattered.
For as long as she was mine no one else mattered.
I grew possessive because she was the only one who saw me.
I thought we would last forever.
Then he came along
My brother, my best friend
The only other person I love.
He came and snatched her away.
He became her star.
They were a match made in heaven.
They were a match made in heaven.
He charmed her and she pledged her heart to him.
She charmed him and he pledged his heart to her.
Now the only person she saw was him.
I lost my best friend to my brother.
I lost my best friend to my brother.
Yet I could never hate him.
A star only deserves another star.
An angel only deserves another angel.
A goddess only deserves a god.
There was no one more deserving of her than him.
They were made for each other.
In a way I was never made for her
They loved each other.
In a way I could never love her
They fit each other.
In a way I could never fit her
They understood each other.
In a way I could never understand her
They completed each other.
In a way I could never complete her
Thus, my fate was sealed.
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book of poems
PuisiMy sincerest apologies for the horrible cover and title but essentially this is a poetry book of sorts divided into four sections. The first section is called 'Of Family found and Lost' The second section is called 'The Battles Within' The third sec...
