The Script..

Know those right moments
and the perfect things to say,
If we ever ran out of words,
we'd know what followed anyway.

Have someone tell us,
what we were doing wrong,
and rehearse till we get it right,
even if it took everlong.

Compress all the time we had,
by editing out the inane,
to those emotions & instances,
whose memory wouldn't wane.

Find closure for the stories,
that linger without an end,
till the finality is you and me,
smiling at the world.

So let's step inside those screens
where all this could be reality,
Imagine if these lives,
were just the script of a movie.