Runway lights blur like tears in the rear-view,
heels still drumming that last goodbye kiss.
I trade your shadow for a skyline of sequins,
each heartbeat a bassline, lifting me—
higher than promises we never kept.
Lace regrets into the jet-stream, let them fade;
tonight the clouds spin platinum under my feet.
I’m strutting the stars in stilettos of freedom,
every mile a chorus, every breath a high note
only Mariah could hold.
Watch me disappear—glamour on repeat.