Perpendicular Lines

And the geometry of love

One day we were obsessed with each other and the next, it felt as if we were strangers.

We met each other, liked each other, and fell in love at great speed.

Our obsession with each other picked up so rapidly

until the inertia of our lives

forced us to collide perfectly perpendicularly.

I felt as if I was experiencing perfection

in its purest and most precise form.

But after a while, it didn’t feel that way.

The drama, euphoria, and desperation in our infant love

overlooked a simple yet universal truth:

the mathematical tendency

of two people finding each other

who may not be meant for each other.

Because perpendicular lines

extending infinitely

will only meet

once.