the day you chose

I chose first with a heart about to burst I let you go You're probably saying miaow, happy now, to someone new since I let you go seems so long in a way it seems like the dawn is away still lurking in the seams yet the curtains are long closed on the play why the critics ask if it ran for so long if the message was strong the art was still there but I just couldn't bear losing you. When a classic could've lasted forever I set you free. elated. like you always wanted to be, emancipated. now my heart tells me: you've traveled away in a precariously sunny day, you found another stage in which you're part of a new play. You now draw your hearts in your dance made from the crimson lance, forged the day you chose.