After Credits

The movie begins
Retelling the same narrative
Of how we came alone and left together
Blinded by the flashes as the room gets darker


I still feel you in those empty seats
Filled with cries of lost lovers
In between sweet encounters
I often wondered what happens after


Scenes played like they should
It went on, you went on
While I screen how life happened
Waiting to be understood in the end


Credits to all our memories
Everyone left, they all move on
But I stayed ’til I hear no more
Silence whispering in my core


The dark theater wasn’t silent after all
For it had seen more stories
Than the movies it played
And one of them was ours

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