The Reel Scripted Love Story
I feel most free when
Authoring the email and just press ‘send’
Letting go
From someone I left in the snow
A partner ever so cold
Decided this relationship hand I will fold
“Take the winning chip”
I did quip
Scribing the electronic script
Savoring my wine, I did sip
But the point is I am free
Reminding myself by staring at my earned degree
Hanging on the wall
Secure there and it will never fall
Time to head out
Into the summertime weather where I will shout
Free I am
No worries about any commitment scam
Forcing me into an economic jam
“Yes, I am free!
Just me!”
Alone here
Holding a happy hour beer
Observing the sun descending
When I started defending
The good parts to the last chapter
And the laughter
We had
Realizing my last partner was not that bad
Time to sleep it off
The alcohol I bought
In the morning when I turned on the communication device
Who was there listening ever so nice
Dialing up the zoom
Praying to the early morning moon
That I will not face my partner answer ‘I decline’
About the issue stating I wanted to resign
Suddenly something started to stream
Like it was a dream
There was a lonely exit light
Shining not so bright
Inside the movie house
Everyone inside silent as a mouse
Entertained as the romantic story pages started to unfold
About my relationship in the cold
Yet today I feel warm
Ready to play taps on my horn
Contemplating the scorn
Ending it all
Constructing a wall
Dividing us two
Thinking it would be cool
Trying to decide
Whether to confront or hide
Compromising on saying goodbye
But alas when sitting on the beach
A verdict was reached
To make amends
Using the computer keyboard to pen
But when a meeting was a request
The reply came from a guest
Just visiting the wintry land
Promoting frustrating ugliness as its brand
But who was this stranger?
Cozying up in my former manger
I wanted to know
What did my love interest find in the snow
Releasing me to be free
To find someone to water ski
In the end the cinema lights returned
I thought about who got burned
And for a second, it was only a sincere concern
Someone cut a deal
This cannot be the final reel
Ending I could not comprehend
Since it is all pretend
But it is true
Our tragic love story was through
On the positive side
I am not tied
Trapped with someone until I die
Instead, a new adventure awaits
Lurking in this tropical set sequel with another mate
All I must do is ask a stranger on a date
Taking the hook and the bait
Sealing my lifelong fate
That was worth the wait
Copyright © Marc O'Brien | Year Posted 2021
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