If time is something
which can be measured
mathematically, and to an exact point
then why does being near you
feel like a fired match
delicate and bright
that never lasts as long as I'd wish
and without you
a bonfire
that threatens to burn
and last forever?
That doesn't seem
very mathematically possible to me.
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