#curtaincallofadream
In the depths of the night, you sought solace from my embrace.
Maybe it was merely a figment of my imagination’s space.
I could have been playing a role—a deception of my own design—
But secretly, my love for you was always intertwined.
That’s why I chose to flee, to avoid the bitter blow
Of discovering your love for another, causing me to go.
Yet within the realms of my mind, I continue to enact the play—
A tale of you and me, perhaps destined to remain a dream, they say.
Nevertheless, I persist as the leading man, while you...
You are my leading lady—my stolen Princess too.
Always at my side, granting me access to your heart’s shrine,
Fuelling my burning desires as I continue to dream and pine.
The script is etched upon my soul, the lines committed to memory.
You, the star of the show, performing flawlessly—perfectly.
I have played your leading man, narrating stories of love’s plight:
Act One—the magical encounter, Cupid’s arrow taking flight.
Our hearts entwined, love’s seed sown deep to the core.
Act Two—a concoction of dreams, our desires to explore.
And in my reveries, still I dream—
Endlessly chasing an illusion that may never gleam.
Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 5:42 AM UTC