Once Upon an Opera House

I walked down the stairs, taking one last look at that unattainable beauty...

It was truly an amazing work of architecture...
...from top to bottom, flawless...

One might have consider the surface to be the peak of its endless beauty, the sparkling water surrounding it made it more desirable, for it was unreachable...
No man could walk through the liquid barrier , and touch that work of perfection, for it out-casted itself...
Serving the only purpose of adorning the environment, creating the illusion of fitting in...

...I always knew there was more to it than what met the eye, however impossible to uncover it was...
never did I expect what I found...

As I thought I was lost, and cursed to never get more of that amazing view, it opened a door to me... I walked in, astonished of how the inside worked as an asymptote to perfection.
I began to explore it's every detail,noticing it narrowed the unblemished ultimate, but never quite touched it. For, when it revealed to me a number of it's darkest corners, it was damaged beyond repair.

I began to see myself in it's every window...
It mirrored me in a gracious manner, making me feel as beautiful as the building itself...
...Every aspect that was discovered, brought it closer to my endearment, forcing me to suppress the thought of a not so far along future, when I would have to leave it behind...

I got as close as it would let me, from the inside...
... I enjoyed whatever I was permitted to, restrained from entering it's core...
but allowed to catch a glimpse of it's magnitude... And however that blessed second lasted, when time stopped and everyone disappeared, will long live, for it was real...

Finally, I was ready to leave it behind, my heart ached, as I saw that marvelous piece of art for the last time, capturing whatever feeling it brought me...
... encapsulating it in reminisce for the dark days ahead...

I walked down the stairs, taking one last look at that unattainable beauty...
... walked to the other side of the tunnel, and when I came out on the other side, no longer being able to see the majestic view, a melancholic yet empowering feeling overcame me...

..I bid fare well, never to see it again in the same way, but promising to keep it near...

...And I walked away, from that envyous beauty that shall never be mine...

...but if only in the past...