On our estrangement's eve,
After all the emotional gymnastics,
I pull from my sleeve,
The last of my tricks:
I want you to know, before you leave
You are the Higgs-boson to my Physics.
May 30, 2013
May 30, 2013 at 10:24 PM UTC
On our estrangement's eve,
After all the emotional gymnastics,
I pull from my sleeve,
The last of my tricks:
I want you to know, before you leave
You are the Higgs-boson to my Physics.
Adios, not hasta luego.