Through the curtains

I peer through the curtains,

but there were no windows

nor opportunity.

I watch a scene unfold

before me.

And i was helpless to help.

I watch your fluid flowing

movements

and how you connected

with the other characters

before me.

Chemistried physics

and the physical chemistry.

There i supported you

although I didn't have

a character,

that would do so.

But you wouldn't know.

What characteristics

does a character

have to have, to have

a person of your character

fall for ?

I would never know

and you never knew,

for you never looked back.

But only at the crowd before you.

Your attention was satisfied

and mine was insufficient.

I was but a stagehand,

minor to a major character,

less major to a minor one.

Too minor to have

a character that supports you.

Even though I was the one,

or so i hoped to be.

I was the one ,

who helped move

your props and probs.