The Phantom's Tale
I built the theatre.
It was mine before it was yours.
All I wanted was love.
Someone to love me for my own sake.
That was all.
The world did not oblige.
So I created my own world
And disappeared from yours.
I became a shade, a shadow,
A shell of what I could have been.
I faded into the walls
And hid behind the mirrors.
But I still listened.
And then I heard a voice.
The voice of an angel, who sang like no other,
She ignited my heart with her voice
And I called out to her with my own…
She answered me.
I loved,
But I did not know how to love.
I took her through the mirrors,
To my house on the lake
And I sang to her.
I was her Angel of Music.
But she feared me. So I let her go…
And she came back.
I was overjoyed,
I thought she was mine, and yet
As I watched, I realized
That I was not hers.
Her heart, another man had already claimed
For his own.
I made her a deal.
‘Start a new life with me
Buy his freedom with your love
Refuse me and you will send your lover to his death.
This is the point-
This is the point of no return.’
And she gave me her love
With tears streaming down her face.
All I wanted was love.
Someone to love me for my own sake.
That was all.
She obliged.
My heart broke,
And I let her go.
She left with her lover
And married him.
And I faded back into the walls of the opera house
And gave her peace.
It is possible to die of love
Because I did.
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