You Say: the Gravity

Kurtistani; aab, cddceec, ffb Your status says you dumped me and at last you took your first full breath. You look aghast at any desk and any desker either. Alas, it's true. Just like pulp fiction says: "The crime occurred next to where the body was dumped". The butler did it. No gaudy young things like you would fall for people as lightweight as me. That's what you dream about: a gravity, an earthy man, a bout of ordinary girlish happiness. The breakup, as for me, looks like some kind of gravitation just in our mind: the earth, the air, the stratosphere, the ether.