Though I may say goodbye, this isn't the end,
For I promise I'll try, to return
So get off the ground, and turn up your mouth's ends,
For if time doth allow, I'll be back.
There's no need to cry, to be sad or to miss,
For I promise that I, am not gone.
I will never leave, so long as you believe,
Your heart I'll retrieve, and give back.

Penned by my hand on the 15th of Mayan, in the year 515 AF.