I guess the shoe only fits in fairy tales.
just to see if you'd make for the fire escape
or still relentlessly stick around.
Tonight, I'm considering not closing my eyes,
just to see how well they would adapt
to not recreating you for a night.
Tonight, I'm considering just how you managed
to parade right on in without ever auditioning,
without ever paying the admittance fee,
and without ever learning your cues,
because now I can't even remember what act preceded yours,
all I know is that act ended and packed up and left
without me even realizing it, and I still haven't, and I won't,
and I'm considering how you really make me feel,
because it's alright to pretend I'm the ringleader
and it's alright to pretend I'm a lion tamer
and it's alright to pretend I'm able to spiral out of a cannon
but how long until the pretense burns away like I wish you would
and how long until the audience realizes I have nothing under control
and how long until you're tired of performing
I only have so long left in this town,
you only have so long left in my show,
so why don't we make it memorable while we can
and then let the embers burn down
love always, laura elizabeth.