Bridging a barrirer of patterns and into an unknown we separately traverse,
So great, the times spent, but the memory, alterted by your kiss and my infatuation,
Dramatic endings are overrated, therefore I'm simply leaving a hopeless situation,
Models are constructed for us to simulate, futures are hardly moldable,
Origami can only be assembled if the paper is foldable,
Within that, I bid you a good a dew,
For the morning you wake in singularity,
For with a smile, I can only find the humility, sanity and hilarity in my,
Abandonment Issues.
