Your first lover could not heal your mind through his skin.
Then we happened to answer you, seeing the wind fixed on the floor
and circling midair. We see your subtle flight.
We don’t want to be a second late for all we are hellbent over.
That, and we understand we can meet without seeing you.

You said no way, I don’t like it, blah! / Or / our
partners..

exaggerated our losses because this is how we understand
your taste, what do you think? Understand?

That’s a gist.