Fin

I could never

Leave a film

Before the end

I've taken hints

I've had my fill

Of watching you pretend

Story not a acting one

See every page undone

I still care what's in store

Can't discreetly

And watch a scene

I shouldn't see

No, but I'm late

I need to pour

The plot to pick and more

No, too late to be a grace

Flashbacks and getaways

I owe the endless game plays

I could never

Watch a film

Without seeing the end

Still, you're on tape

Left by your grace

To make you say my name