A Fool

An algorithm for perfection,
An act of passion,
When you thought it's over,
You feel like dancing on the dance floor,
Every action has its own reaction,
To what ends meet anticipation,
My love has always been a one way street,
For that I've always lived without regret,
Was I ever feeling what I need,
It's like we've just gotten acquainted,
It feels like jumping off a plane,
Nothing beats being insane,
Will it ever end,
Or perhaps it's just better descend,
From wherever I am,
Or whatever you dream,
I won't look back,
Heck, I'll just grab a snack,
Sitting here waiting,
Accumulating,
All these false hopes and fats,
Being stepped like bloody doormats.