It's almost like..
..I live my life as though it's on stage. And no, it's not like Shakespeare dreamed it.
No one is watching. No one cares about the storyline. So why do I keep introducing subplots and introspective monologues?
Three years. That's what I'm on the verge of throwing away. Three years of a duet. And soon, no number of dramatic asides will trigger his re-entrance, stage left. The spotlight is fading - it's all too real.
Why am I afraid of happiness, of regularity?
It's in the script: I love him so much that I need to let him go.
No one is watching. No one cares about the storyline. So why do I keep introducing subplots and introspective monologues?
Three years. That's what I'm on the verge of throwing away. Three years of a duet. And soon, no number of dramatic asides will trigger his re-entrance, stage left. The spotlight is fading - it's all too real.
Why am I afraid of happiness, of regularity?
It's in the script: I love him so much that I need to let him go.