WIBE TIME

I see how you breathe unevenly. But now I don't care. You're superfluous like the twenty-fifth frame from A movie. You're looking for my eyes but my Gaze is on the ceiling from a thousand, Thousand. You're the main lesson for me. My hands are burning from the icy touch. I don't understand how we were us. Her kiss is a keepsake, the handwriting of partings. There's an abyss of promises between us. Source text on Rock. Between, between us, bridges are burned. I see how I and you learn from love. But I'll try to forget Forever the way we try to keep it Up