You let me pull you from a curtain of smoke,

laughed like the trick was the prettiest joke.

We felt like magic, like we could be fate,

I saw the wires far too late.

I held your waist like a wand, not a hand,

when what you wanted was a wedding band

We played lovers in the spotlight

till we believed it every night

You stood in the box,

your trust like a prayer.

I smiled too wide,

then sawed through the air.

They cheered for the show,

but I missed the sound

of your breath

when it all came crashing down.

We felt like magic,

your name a rose upon my lips

hearts in half, then whole again.

the whispered oath beneath the grin.

I pulled you close from empty space,

and every gasp became my grace

but tricks wear thin,

and crowds move on,

and I forgot

you were the dawn.

We made them weep,

and saw them swoon.

You kissed me like

I was the Moon.

But every flower I conjured bled,

and every word was misdirect.

You were the silk that wrapped the blade,

I was the saw, thought we could stay that way

but you slipped through each tear I made,

grace in the flaw, too rough to make you stay

I checked the trapdoor.

searched the wings.

whispered your name

to invisible things.

But the best tricks don't need a reveal,

no, they need to feel

We felt like magic

A performance so fantastic

lit you up with phantom light.

But love ain’t wires and mirrors, right?

And I should’ve known you’d want real life.

Still, I let you step into the night

and clapped like we were done.

My final trick: The Disappearing One

I made you choose

I made you run.

I built the stage,

I wrote the lines.

I cued the trap,

then called it mine.

I loved you hard,

but not enough.

The spotlight doesn’t teach you love.

You never meant to break my heart.

You just did your part.

We just felt so much like magic,

didn't think we'd ever end this tragic

you were the breath before my reveal,

the silk I couldn’t help but feel.

And for my last trick, I made you cry,

then disappear before goodbye.

I broke the box.

I wrecked the stage.

And now I bow in an empty cage.

so ...ta-da...

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