Ceaseless small talk
No one cares
They watched in shock
As he split the layers
He made his way
Towards her wary form
Brown locks astray
But her eyes were warm
His hand extended
He bowed to her
As she pretended
Nobody heard
When he whispered
We meet again
She raised her hand
And counted ten
Seconds before
he kissed it
And
They
Were
Never
Seen
Again
May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 1:34 PM UTC
Ceaseless small talk
No one cares
They watched in shock
As he split the layers
He made his way
Towards her wary form
Brown locks astray
But her eyes were warm
His hand extended
He bowed to her
As she pretended
Nobody heard
When he whispered
We meet again
She raised her hand
And counted ten
Seconds before
he kissed it
And
They
Were
Never
Seen
Again
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