i thought we'd make a shape,
one that was exclusively ours,
in the cartesian plane of love.
but i guess graphs were meaningless,
because we suddenly fell from the lines.
and so, i ask,
have we become so distant
that we can call ourselves
asymptotes?
i thought we'd make a shape,
one that was exclusively ours,
in the cartesian plane of love.
but i guess graphs were meaningless,
because we suddenly fell from the lines.
and so, i ask,
have we become so distant
that we can call ourselves
asymptotes?