I fell in love with the idea of love.
That the girl will save the boy from himself
That the powerful play goes on
And I was lucky enough to play a verse
That love chose me to portray it's injustice
But
It's gone.
The jar is empty.
No love was given
The lights of the stage never turned on
The chairs were dusty and folded
Not a soul in sight.
No star role on the main stage
But
An outcast
A nobody.
The story where no love was found.