"im looking for the formula", said science to the sky "would you smile down and show me the equation to figure out why my heart beats faster when she walks by? it's not logical but still i feel it happen."
"there are chemicals in blood, irons and magnets but this electricity is the strangest of reactions. for as much as i can figure there's no number i can get to quantify, thus, qualify the attraction."
(he says) "oh why girl, oh why wont you add up? if you do anything at all you just devide. and in your pieces, im trying to find love in a real form i can test and justify."
"im searching for the calculations" said science to his books and they sang back in perfect harmony of charts and graphs and inferrence to determine the difference and explain feeling to rationality.
(says science)"oh why girl, oh why dont you add up if you do anything at all you just devide. and in your pieces, im trying to find love or something i can test and justify."
"it's a pump, girl, it's a muscle moving blood so why do you put stock inside your chest? it's crazy to call that algorythm love it fails every test!"
"there's nothing! (no nothing) there's NO expirament to determine if this is even real there's no lab, dear, no proper instruments to make sense of the way you make me feel."
"there's no lab, dear, no proper instruments to prove to me it's more than just appeal."
~~kristin.michelle.dennis
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