The Stage

The stage comes to life,as she stands under spotlights her heart singing to his,
Trying to prove to him theirs nothing better than this,
He bellows over her, in tenor's notes,needlessly, pointlessly, pointing out the things to which she has no control,
She raises her voice in a high note, to make sure that he hears, nothing else matters he has her mind her heart and soul,
He again raises his voice deeper because this he has trouble letting go,
Men are lusting, they want to fuck me, that is why hes angry.
She lets her voice hit its highest peak, to tell him his paranoia isn't justified, because he holds the key that opens her heart,that beats only if she has him,she demands that he trust and see!
He takes her in his arms as they both begin to cry, speed bumps and insecurities they love just the same,
This is a scene from my relationships stage.