To a mathematical equation
Stumbled upon a truth that has applied
Each time I've drowned in an ocean
Of anguish for love that was lost
My mourning lasts exactly
1.5 times the length of the relationship
From the day of its conquering
To the day I release it completely
(Don't ask how I discovered this
I think too much about this shit)
But what this means for me today
This horrifyingly exact truth
Is that these last twinges of dulling grief
For you
Have only thirty days left to live
I feel like a soldier
I feel like a survivor
Only one more moon cycle until
I no longer have to taste your absence
On my breath
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