she blew bubbles in the air I blinked why so cutting and unforgiving its just me filled with her residual and every time I opened my mouth she blew bigger bubbles suppressing my rebuttal I blinked and I swear one landed in my mouth and butterflies sang a nice tune but she need not know this the sweetness my hidden gravitation towards her because she walked out I look out the window, now alone with her residual still bubbling inside me multiplying and it hurts