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Opening Night


Scene one, the curtains open. We're the star performers. Just picture: The perfect romantic comedy we attempted to enact. The playfulness, the laughter and the love that felt like it would last forever. But the critics, they got to your head and you spent every waking moment trying to please them. You changed. By letting the limelight get to your head, the dream, It spun out of control. You lost yourself trying to impersonate someone who just wasn't you. And now, it's Act Three. Your deception has caused this play of ours to fall apart. The curtains close, The audience has left the theater is in ruins. I'm no longer yours.
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