What a show.
What an act.
What a beautiful stage that you put together.
It's truly magnificent. Truly amazing. I wish you knew how I truly felt. Each word you say echoing through me.
I remember everything about you, but you don't do the same. I've loved you for the longest time. I've hurt you for a shorter time.
I've held you for the shortest of times. The ropes were cut, so tou slipped from my grasp. I meant to hold you tight I meant to never let go.
But here we are you're on the ground. Standing on the stage in front of a crowd. I should be by your side, but something told me to stay.
The clowns stopped their clatter. The acrobatics moved no more. Like we were frozen in time, waiting for the next move.
The lion didn't even rawr. The tiger didn't bite. The monkeys stayed in place.
But I could feel my heart break. You bowed to the crowed in all of your glory.
But the seats were empty. The lights were dimed. The monkeys were gone, the acrobats with them. We were alone in this circus.
And I was the clown. Your ring master skills were yet to be found.
The seats are empty.
The stage is dark.
I stand here looking foolish.
While you continue to act.
You've tricked us all, into believing what you are. You're no ring master; and I am no clown.
Your act is over. It is my turn now. Let me run the show. Let me show you how.
Now you are the clown, and I wear the hat. I am the ring master, and you are my jest.
