Director's Cut

Sestina

I used to think it could never be cut

I believed we created an unbreakable bond

Now here we are, back at the start,

strangers once more after the break

Your eyes used to hold this irresistible call;

now I feel the cold coming off them in waves

I remember the beginning, first smiles, awkward waves;

we were both so careful and afraid to be cut

I remember the texts, our first phone call

and the time I forced you to watch James Bond

I became reckless, I forgot about heart break,

all I saw was you and a promising new start

I remember the nights, when I woke up with a start

Your voice used to call me like waves

rocking a boat at whose sides they break

But our voices turned sharp, they cut

through the night, chipping away at the bond

The exact moment we changed? I can't re-call

You're the one I used to call

whenever my car wouldn't start

I was so sure we would hold the bond,

no matter how hard we were tossed by the waves

But they crashed over us and we cut

each other out of the pictures, called it a 'break'

After all the fights, there was nothing left to break

just drifting apart and now we simply don't call

anymore, the ties have all been cut

we never talk and I won't be the one to start

I'm not the kind who smiles and waves

while I still feel the shreds that are left of the bond

We were fools to believe in the endurance of the bond

Because everything that falls necessarily breaks

And I fell for you, almost drowned in the waves

But I still don't regret not resisting the call

Would we have tried if we had known from the start

that we would bleed from the inevitable cut?

So much for the infinity of the bond, I've stopped answering your siren's call

It was never just a five-minute-break; we take it from the top, back at the start

The producer waves, and from his folding chair the director yells "Cut!"