I fell in love with her as she shed those exquisite tears eighteen feet of silver screen tall. Years later I learned that her beauty was all makeup and lighting. The tears, glycerin. My love for her was not diminished. Some of us like what we find behind the curtain.
There was power behind the scenes. I wanted that power. I wanted to be the puppet master. The one that made the audience fall in love with the people on the screen, all while maintaining my own anonymity. Till one day some child sees me behind the curtain, and smiles.
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