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Curtain Call
Under the golden lights we smile,
Lines rehearsed a thousand times,
Every glance a perfect frame,
But the mirror knows our silent crimes.
They call us idols, painted dreams,
But every scene feels the same—
You touched my hand behind the screen,
And I forgot my name.
The makeup hides the cracks we bear,
But truth bleeds through the shine,
I see your eyes through the costume glare—
No script could write this line.
I don’t need the spotlight, I just need your soul bare,
Let the world fade to static, leave our masks somewhere.
If you promise to stay when the curtain falls,
I’ll give you the role of my life, flaws and all.
The silence hums where crowds once roared,
Your shadow leans against the door,
No cameras here, no need for more,
Just two hearts tired of the encore.
They see perfection, we see scars,
Fame can’t outshine who we are—
You whispered, “Let’s lose the act.”
And suddenly, we were real at last.
Every lie we sold for gold,
Now melts beneath your gaze.
They can keep their trophies cold—
We’ll live inside this haze.
Let them cheer, let them scream our names,
They can have the glory, the stage, the flames.
We’ll take the quiet truth instead,
Where love survives though dreams are dead.
In the hush beyond the fame,
Our hearts still call each other’s name.
I don’t need the spotlight, I just need your soul bare,
When the lights die out, I’ll still find you there.
No applause, no lies, no roles to play—
Just truth that never fades away.
If this is the end, then let it be divine,
Our curtain call—where your heart meets mine.