The Stage

With heavy steps,
I walk on the stage.
And that's the stage,
That we used to sing,

A scene of us,
Performing in a pair.
And that's like our past story,
That takes two to play.

Pretty hyped up,
And i was excited.
Though within that second,
It made me a nervous wreck.

You hold my hand,
And swept up my hair,
With these words you used to say,
"I am here,don't be afraid."

This day for a show,
I participate alone.
No longer appears,
As perfect as a whole.

Play and sing the song,
That i wrote my own,
Melody that takes two to tango,
Incomplete forever and becomes solo....

A real story behind this poem i wrote.*Reminiscing...