The map was divided into two

who separated me and you.

You walked with your chin up,

I dashed like I have an apple on top.

Titanium was your plate

and that's what I want to sate.

You ate using knives,

knives were our lives.

When you were caught commiting unlawful

they will treat you to the finest and careful.

Death was the equivalent for argument

and grave for my lament.

You are way different

through beyond and extent.

You are the rising action

who solved me, a falling action.