I finish my work and pour myself a drink, carrying it with me out onto the balcony. I feel the coolness from the sweat on the glass in my hand and slowly raise the it to toast the end of another long day before bringing the rim of the glass to my lips for a sip. The nighttime breeze caresses my cheek and the backdrop of the city is dazzling, even if there are no stars to be seen in the sky. I close my eyes and drink in the familiar surroundings. The evening scent lingering in the air, the sound of the traffic below, the feel of the railing against my skin as I lean into it, and the taste of the alcohol as it rolls around on my tongue... I take a moment to reflect on the script of our past, our present, and of what possibly lies in the future.
We built this theater with our own sweat and blood, and it serves as an everyday reminder of our own strengths and weaknesses- this balcony is a stage where some of our most intimate moments have played out. Tragedies where the asphalt soaked up the remnants of the tears that fell one after another down my cheek, and where we hurled words we really didn't mean at each other off into the atmosphere somewhere far, far away. Comedies where our laughter rang out like a comforting melody, giving us the strength to face the following days head on. Short-lived romances where we danced under the ambiance of the city lights as if they had shone only for us, and where the glass doors behind us mirrored and held captive our friendly kisses and touches in its reflection. Our acting styles may differ, but we've always been able to compliment one another perfectly.
The stage starts to feel a little empty without your presence. I wonder what you're doing now and if you'll join me while there's still enough magic left in tonight's final scenes. Maybe I'll finally let go of my reservations and tell you that I love you. Maybe we'll shed our masks and show each other our true faces. If there's no audience and only ourselves there to judge our actions, what do we have to be afraid of? And yet, the plot is never as simple as it appears. There are always surprises, twists, and turns along the way. Even as actors, neither one of us can say how long it will stretch on or how it will all end.
It's alright, I breathe out in a sigh of relief at the sound of your footsteps drawing near. As long as you're standing in the spotlight by my side, it doesn't matter what the next performance or the others after it bring. I won't ever take any of them granted, because everything is beautiful in this series of plays we star in called life.