You said you never understood Poetry, so let's see if this time Science gets it right.*
It just really ***** when you start to realize that opposites attract because they’re too unstable on their own, and I haven’t made the honors grades to actually understand that conservation laws require one side to gain and one to lose in a chemical relationship.
You were water, light and mystical. I was exuberant to spend time with you, even if it only lasted approximately three years, four months, and twelve days. My oily soul longed for a companion to accept my blackest qualities, and to my surprise you did, for a time.
But, just like all playground science experiments, a textbook conclusion had to be reached. I was too focused on the joys of having a lab partner to realize that I failed to observe the unbalanced flaws in our chemistry.
We are oil and water, and as you float upwards to your new lifestyles, I can’t help but find myself sinking further from your sight and wondering why the hell I guessed this time would be different.
So here, my friend, is our universal equation:
We equal a difference in opinions multiplied by miscommunications divided by the time we’ve had plus the statistical probability of love at first sight to the power of her.
In other words, it doesn’t take a physicist to conclude that our big bang has long since happened, and that we are now galaxies apart.
*Science may have explained it, but only Poetry reveals why it matters – because the truth is that we are going our separate ways, yes, but truths can’t possibly illuminate how much it hurts.
i'm not angry, i promise - my heart is cracked with sorrow and patched with nostalgia, not hatred.
"so weep little lion man, you're not as brave as you were at the start."