No Encore Poem by LILLIAN SAID

Some people get one second chance; we got two
Some people get one last goodbye; we’ve had a few
Some people’s connecting lines are straight; ours were skew
Some love many times, but I loved once when I loved you

Should this be the way the love story goes?
Will this always be the direction our stream flows?

When you moved; I stayed
When I was serious; you played
When your storm was still; mine raged
When I enjoyed freedom; you felt caged

Can there ever be an encore to this tiresome tale?
Would all attempts of making it work again also fail?

If I decide to stay awake that was when you slept
You knew all my secrets while yours were secretly kept
When I was laughing with joy; in sad loneliness you wept
You were leaping with confidence while fearfully I crept

Can two opposites so opposite truly be destined to be together?
Could a union like this survive life’s ever changing weather?

In the end even hopeful anticipation, failed to sustain
The bond of emptiness which meant nothing more than pain
Even from taking a final bow we must therefore refrain
As long as we are, these divorcing differences will remain

Are you really surprised that it finally ended?
Face it, our show was over even before the last item was rendered!