Love Math

Can there be some happy medium between living in denial and cutting her out of my life? "It's good to keep promises, but certain kinds of promises are a kind of wishful thinking nourished by the euphoria of love... A breakup is in itself a kind of broken promise."

Me: I'm depressed
Antonio: I know you are. I heard that there's a way to calculate how long heartache from a break up will last.
Me: Yeah? I was talking about this yesterday.
Antonio: Yeah, you divide the length of the relationship by half and that's how long it's gonna hurt.
Me: ... That means it's gonna be a year and a half before I recover.
Antonio: Two months have already gone by...

I saw a movie over the weekend about a father, child, and aunt. The kid is a genius as well as being adorably sweet and insightful. The father, a professor with a deep faith in math and science, is taking care of his son while the mother is away. The loving, religious, aunt also takes care of the child. It's early in the winter and the kid wants to take his new ice skates he knows his mom and dad got him for christmas out onto the freshly frozen lake. The dad calculates the thickness of the lake and finds that the ice is thick enough to hold someone three times the weight of the little boy. He gives him the okay to take the ice skates. The next day the neighborhood is shaken up to find that their children are missing and the ice on the lake has broken. The boy is gone.

Moral of the story: God hates you. If you put too much faith in science, God will kill your sweet, insightful, genius son. If you put too much faith in God, God, will kill your sweet insightful, genius nephew.

Tell me how I should differentiate
between loveless and hopeless

These words are leaping off the page
laughing at me

You're telling your friends I'm a spoiled bitch
but you're fucking girls without names

That girl you loved
at least she had a name and a song and a scar

I am only the letter X with an article: The

I don't know what's what
because you only want the pretty ones

Tell me how I should differentiate
between love and hate

All my dreams were planned for two
your dreams now taken from you

You're telling your friends never again
but telling me not now, but soon

Tell me how I should differentiate
between shallow and deep
when I'm always falling face first
and drowning