10 feet away

But you are still coming astray. You still trying a way, to not need to pay, for the words you might say. I should thank you for still coming by, but you were the reason I cry. You stood there and let yourself to get fry'ied, you took the time to listen the crime. To listen about the cause, but I didn't break the pause. Letters couldn't formulate your mouth, because in your mind you might've already travelled to south.