The best creation

Maybe I am too in touch with my emotions.

Tears they well up now even during a small commotion.

Is this my final position?

To sob at every intersection.

Is it not my decision?

To change my creation,

or maybe I am too broken for correction.

In my last journey I found a destination,

to make me feel love was the intention.

It came in its most special formation.

Cause when humans rejected my invitation,

she came with the best definition,

for to love without condition,

was what Buddy considered devotion.