As The Cameras Roll

A deconstruction of Hollywood rom-coms/romantic dramas

She's impossibly beautiful

And he's from another world

Two stars perfect, but tragic enough to appeal

Contrived problems so easy to solve

It exists as long as the cameras roll

The scenery is mind-blowing

Soft-focus lens on a sunny day

Shots captured of a pondering pose

Perfect weather in glamorous places

Exquisite smiles on Hollywood faces

It's the end of the film

And romance is shed as the credits roll

The cinema is emptying 

And all that's left

Is the feeling of being bereft

This studio paradise is awash with rain

All suffering is soon mended

Where's the wistful voice and piano score?

It tears my jaded heart from soul

But only as long as the cameras roll

And the camera pans out, ready for the end 

The last kiss has been and gone

And here comes the tears to fall

Then the false world comes crashing down

Just another procession for the crowd

It's the end of the film

And romance is shed as the credits roll

The cinema is emptying 

And all that's left

Is the feeling of being bereft