The Theater

4 years, 7 months, and 2 days

The theater is wide, filled with joys and laughter

The narrator wears a full white Victorian clothing

he has this plot of the story 

that was always cute and jolly 

exciting, fun and lovely, run by actors and actresses 

beautiful backdrops that represents hundreds of scenery

you entered the room each and every single show

none of them are missed, you were seated on the 17^th row

and 8 o'clock of where I’m standing. You were pure beauty,

an Aphrodite’s Avatar, I smiled at you and you smiled back

those were the days I cherished the most, you were aware

that I am your stalker. For four years I was happy 

that you were there.

this place play comedies and never once a single tragedy,

it’s merely a recreational spot, a remedy of those hearts

 who believes there’s a chance of a lifetime.

it used to be that, but it’s no, not anymore...

Before the show starts it was slightly different, the narrator styles has changed

and introduced the Act with a quote

“what he opens no one can shut, and what he shuts no one can open”.

I was staring at you from a far, immortalizing the verse the narrator has stated

the narrator continued the expression…

“he opened doors for you  that you can no longer close         

he shuts the door for me that I can no longer open”

then the actor went out from stage right 

he kneels down, the actress  entered from down stage left

and the actor shared his lines… 

“I can stay there as a confinement, I accepted the challenge

now you can go forth with your life in an open field without me 

as I was locked inside this room getting ready, waiting for something new,

silently waiting for the right time when my door again will be opened by him

please enjoy the moment of you having fun, this is your chance

not to be corrupted by my vision anymore, this is the right time to move forward

as you slowly forgetting our dreams together, it is your full chance  to escape

the likes of me I am a peasant and you are a princess, as the man you choose will support you for the things I haven’t done

I want to give you the world

I want to give you my time

but we are wrong, I didn’t give you the world 

I have you my time but I was always a minute late.

you didn’t break any promises, 

I understand that you feared the effects of our causes

and it’s true the cause was uncertain. “

I was looking for you and you were no longer seated on that same row

 waiting for you to come and watch it the way we you used to be, my heart beats fast when you arrived perhaps pan my views in my 2 o’clock , I saw you stopping and seats on the 10^th row wearing that perfectly sewed silk and gold cravats only worn by elite classes, the likes of you, 

  I smiled but you didn’t smile back, you were crying

I don’t know but it breaks my heart, not because the actor gave a good one

but because you are tearing. It tears me apart.  I wanted to come down

give you my handkerchief but I was late, someone already offered you his. 

It is done, but this time there are no curtain calls

just dimmed lights, music fading 

and people stood up one by one and walks away 

I went back to look at you, and it shocked me to see you were

hugging another man who wears coat and tie, with precious gems

 around his neck, and a golden Swiss-made watch, whom I honestly wonder asking myself who he is, 

I have love this placed. As I see you, I remember you talking to me once

sharing the dreams, promises of life but I saw you walking out with him, I still wonder who he is.

you were no longer noticing me, I realized that time has proved me that I’ am out of your league

and slowly remembered the reason why I am inside this empty theater, 

this will be the last time to see  the room

I saw the narrator coming down the pedestal

he said lets closed it down.

I have given my retirement form earlier, I shouted

he said, no need it will be closed down for good.

here’s your last salary he said, good luck with your life he said

I grabbed my pay and walked on the aisle as he left 

grabbed my pail of water and my floor cleaner

I am the last man standing in the dreams of this theater, 

I am   the one that cleans the mess of the viewer’s 

I am a stalker of an elite woman 

I have fallen for her…

she is stood beside the higher class, I am a janitor and it can’t be done.

I bring the sign, closed down the door and secured the locks

hanged the sign post 

“Theater closing down”

It was a fun ride. Thank you

and I wonder where the keys are.