should I just swallow the hot coal? or take a bow?

What to do when you think your heart is going to burst right out of your chest? What to do when you think you must be dreaming, when all five of your senses have been heightened, when reality seems to have taken a momentary detour leaving you in something sur-real? Euphoria settles in and all reason leaves. You give in to everything you know you shouldn't.

But just as quickly as it began, it is over. Reality comes rushing back to take hold of your existence once again. What do you do?

I took a bow, the night was over, the masquerade had ended.

But was it me that was acting? I wonder if when you say your lines, do you feel them? Do you mean what you say when there's no one around, watching you watching me?

I'm not in love with you, but I could easily should I let myself. But I think it's better to end this show before you get to the part where you break my heart. You play the clown so well, you deserve an award for the role that you played.

But neither one of us know which way this story will go. You're my lonely star, someday you'll know who you are.