I thought you were my constant,

That we fit in the same equation,

But you were just a constant,

That fits in many equations,

Maybe not so perfectly as mine,

We are both sides of an equal to,

Nothing more, nothing less on the line,

I know for sure, me minus you is zero,

Thus opposite, yet the same,

Other variables and constants don't fit my space,

I am just a complex linear function it seems,

But with you my solution is ease, loops' specifically for you,

But now when I am replaced, nothing fits you,

Nothing so apt as me, there is always a better option,

I know I am that for you,But since I was replaced.

I am left out of the whole book.

There is no better place than near you,

But you chose to twirl me for new.

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Quote:

  "The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too."   -Ernest Hemingway, Men Without Women.

Written with Math and hurt hitting me equally.

~Chaahat