I’m your oldest artefact.
You observed me.
You watched me grow.
Remember when I was the twinkle in your eye
When I made my entrance I saw you cry
You swore you’d love me forever
To date I was your most successful endeavour.
Something so reliant can be so delicate
And once you leave an artefact desolate
It will break.
It will weep.
It will crumble at its knees.
Don’t forget you’re leaving your art behind
Although believe me, it’s far from refined