Bed of Proses.

lxviii.

Parallel Paths of You and I

He cried,

she's not.

She acts like nothing died,

he almost feel it everytime.

He's still awake at night,

waiting for her reply.

But She's talking with some other guy-

yeah, that's how fast her time.

But when his grieves would turn to laughs,

her miseries are about to start.