You were the br Principal Boy! br br I was always only br the back end of a horse. br br Our love br the pantomime that was br br ...'us.' br br 'It's behind you! ' br the audience screamed. br br Our future! br And so...it was. br br The smell of the crowd... br the roar of the grease paint. br br Only sweet papers br littering the floor br br waiting in the silence br to be br br ...swept up.