Cinema Shadows

You bought two seats and chose the back
A row where memories don’t track
Your fingers played along the cup
Like every line could stir us up

The screen was loud the crowd was near
But i could only see you clear
You turned to say something so small
But never said a thing at all

The credits rolled the lights came on
And i was there and you were gone
You left your scarf beneath the seat
A quiet thing a soft retreat

Now every film i try to see
Just turns into your shape to me
A reel of you and what you meant
In cinema shadows slightly bent