Never listened in maths class, but I remembered Tangents yesterday.

Two lines that meet once and go their separate way.

I always knew I was traumatised by maths, but not in this way.

It's weird maths reminds me of you, and my heart has a lot to say.

Let's walk through the damaged city you built in my head.

Apologies for the view, You could architect a better city but you chose this instead.

I want to express myself, but I'm scared they won't rhyme

We lost our harmony after our first chord, so no, not this time.

Tangents, they say, are a line that touch the circle at a right angle but can't go through,

It reaches the perfect spot, and decides to pull a “you”.

With you, i felt things i thought was impossible to feel

Always having the right answers to my childish questions, you knew the perfect attitude for my deal.

With you, it was so easy to build a home in your heart.

you made me oblivious to the distance keeping us apart.

You watched me, brick by brick, build foundations and structures

Structures we hoped to last us our future

You made my skin feel feelable, my soul feel lovable

Your words had me vulnerable.

But how couldn't I see it?

How couldn't I see that sinister smile that had our moments unfit?

How couldn't I see the perfectly scripted lines?

How couldn't I tell deceit in a smile?

You promised never to let me go

You said, " I'll cross the ocean with you, ride the world with you, hike the mountains with you, stay with you when the water troubles."

But in the cool of dawn, you were off,

Vanished like the whistle of the soothing morning breeze.

I'm looking at the horizon, hating that it was brighter the day I met you

We met, and just when it was perfect, you had to be like my father

I never listened in maths class, but I remembered tangents yesterday

Two lines that meet once and go their separate way.