Poem: The Protagonist and the Antagonist

This is the lounge
a private room 
where magic happens 
and stories are written 
where fates are decided

I created you
nurtured and shaped you
but somehow, some way
you took the reins
and dictated your own destiny

You found your voice
told me all your secrets
what I need to know
what I need to do
my pen continues its path.

tonight you and me 
sit opposite each other
across the table 
with glasses of champagne 
in our hands