Karina Syrova
You are a code that has been inputted into my system.
I have been reprogrammed to always be in your favor.
I am to weep when you depart,
And crawl back at your return.
Your code has changed the chemistry of my thoughts.
The first detached me, now endlessly analyzes you.
Numbers are recorded and computations are made every day to understand why you changed
your mind.
But no number is needed to know there is a change in the direction of your desire.
This computer that is filled with the essence of you is only a self-destructive tool to obsess
over every minute detail until the code inputted into me has been decoded.
I am a robot, fulfilling my role in a small cubicle of this universe.
Clamor 