Too modern to finish the melody,
And repeat it a million times in my ears,
For months I heard your melody,
But melodies will melt in the passing of the years.
So when I heard yours on the soundtrack last night,
Growing faintly louder from the lower depths
In the scene where she leaves him forever,
The effect had no effect on me.
That was our melody
For a while, but you took it away.
A beautiful one, but now it’s for others to play.
Let them have it. Let them steal it,
And hide it, in movies and songs.
Let them have those memories, regrets and wrongs
Which torture, as floating melodies do,
As I, incompetent, was sweetly tortured by you.
Let them repeat your melody, in pieces, making each note bend
Into longing discord, as a film comes to its heavy end
And he looks at her for the last time,
Just as this attempts to end in one last rhyme
With the feelings for you I once had
Before I found new sorrow
In a Mozart melody, far more sad.