• She stared at him for a long time,
    The deep black hole got wider,
    Yet he didn't seem to look right at her,
    But through her,
    It never made a difference so when she waited,
    it faded.
    Just a dash of the thoughts inside told her caricatures of lies,
    While she was listening to them against her will,
    Inside, blithely it showed her passed.
    No lies, assured to appear solemn, although she felt apathetic.
    But all the thoughts aside,
    she was nothing but air to him.