It seems like people talk and hug and kiss and lay together
not because they've earned the right to do so
but because they can,
and if they can then why shouldn't they?
It's all a game, and they're just there to play it through:
Meet,
talk,
hug,
kiss,
sex.
Finish it all like a campaign in Call of Duty:
Hunt,
stalk,
shoot,
kill,
endgame.
Finish it all like a play, like a broadway show:
Curtains rise,
they talk,
they sing,
they dance,
then you let the curtains fall back down.
Finish it all like a movie:
Titles,
introductions,
the tempers rise,
the climax appears in an explosion of meaningless color,
and once the conflict is resolved everyone lives happily as the credits roll
along the blackened screen.
Movies are the best, though,
because you can skip past the dull parts and flip to the exciting ones
- why bother with formalities
when the exciting parts are a button press away?
And it gets boring.
You've finished the game,
so you throw it in your dumpster or return it to Gamestop for $5 or leave it
under the crap in your closet to collect more dust than the sweater you got
from grandma that's always been two sizes too small.
You've experienced the show,
so you leave the theatre and throw out the ticket stub as you do; don't bother
keeping it, because it's not a memory - you just needed that extra credit
in your english class because you didn't feel like reading up in first semester.
You've experienced the movie,
so you return it to Redbox or look at what similar titles Netflix is offering you;
you tell your friends about the exciting parts but forget the slower parts
because you weren't paying attention or because you were busy holding
"fast forward" on your black, plastic remote.
I won't ever finish you like a game.
I won't ever throw out memories of you like ticket stubs.
I won't ever give you back like a borrowed disk
and forget the parts I could have skipped over.