It went through straight, it answered
Excited and grieved
Smiling over her speech
Blinded by the voice wrapped in echoes
Thought less and imagined more
I was happy she picked
Her latter decline left my face sad
Her voice promised more
Not present, absent with reason
I begged her to stay
She requested me to leave a message
Didn't see the reason why she stopped talking
Cocopine for grapes
My laughter was seen off with chao
My speech trimmed