love

it could be gone forever

drowned inside a locked car 

driven into in the local lake

or it became a vegetable

in the suburban hospital of our choosing

never knowing it again

I can’t fathom that at all

it’ll always be around 

On some plane 

it and i are a perfect diagram

im on the x and it’s on the y

(get it)

sometimes we are apart

but at times

the lines collide

and give us a brand new fatalistic data set

And then we, the natural philosophers

decide if this time

the connection

(or collision)

made during the experiment was caused by

correlation

causation

or proximity