Sunsets in Paradise (Sanders Side's Simulation AU)

From now on.

-Logan's POV-

I saw the sun begin to dim

I lie back against the beanbag, with a book. It's the only book Patton ever wanted to hear me read to him, a collection of small Sherlock Holmes stories. Even if he didn't always understand the words, he was always happy to hear me talk about it with me.

... why do I still feel bad?

And felt that winter wind, blow cold

It's as if something in me has been frozen, as if something has been broken beyond my knowledge of repair. I can't fix it. Is it longing? The feeling to miss someone? What is it?

A man learns who is there him

I sigh, opening the book. I can't focus on the page, I keep looking up to try and find Patton there. Why do I keep searching for him? Surely I know he's gone.

When the glitter fades and the walls won't hold

Something tells me that I'm wrong. Something tells me to call him, something tells me this is a mistake. A bug. An issue.

'Cause from that rubble

I sigh. It's quiet. Lonely. I wish Patton was here to listen to me read, to make remarks on things I thought were unimportant, to stick his tongue out the way he does when he listens to me.

What remains

... I still love him.

Can only be what's true

I don't know why. It was a stupid argument, something I don't want to think about and yet I long for some contact. I wonder if someone else will suffice. They won't.

If all was lost

It's only Patton. I feel empty. The words on the pages mean nothing to me. I put the book down, pulling out my phone. I need to hear him, as stupid as it is.

There's more I gained

I can't imagine what I've done to him. He must be crying. My heart stings as I scroll to find his contact, my head yelling at me for how stupid this emotion is.

Cause it lead me back

I click on his name.

To you

It rings.

From now on

Still ringing. My mind keeps telling me that you can't feel emotion if you're a robot. It keeps telling me that to function optimally I can't feel a thing.

These eyes will not be blinded by the light

But what is he achieving with his function? What is he trying to make? He has no constant. He has no life without someone giving him knowledge he didn't feel like he already knew. He... had no constant without Patton.

From now on

Patton doesn't pick up.

What's waited till tomorrow starts tonight