The Show Must Go On Poem by Mustafa Marconi

It may be over
Over before it ever started
Gone are the leaves of summer green
And the show must go on
It’s a simple problem of arithmetic
Two minus one equals happiness
Maybe it won’t present itself overnight
Maybe it never will
Maybe I’ll cry
When I think about the day I met you
When I gathered the courage to kiss you
And uttered the words
“I love you and I’ll never let you go”
Staring at the stars
Holding you in my arms
The woman I wanted to share my life with
The woman I wanted to bear my children
Maybe I’ll cry when I think about you
Maybe it’s over before it ever really started
Gone are the leaves of summer green
And the show must go on