Hard Math

Three minus two
equals me without you
five minus three
equals what can never be
again

it looks so easy
but the numbers like to tease me

it's hard math
it's not adding up
the sum is something I can't think about
the remainder is reminding me
of how alone I've become
it's hard math

2002 equaled a year
without you
now ten of your friends
will never speak to me again

it looks so easy
but the numbers like to tease me

but it's hard math
it's not adding up
the sum is something I can't talk about
the remainder is reminding me
of how alone I've become
it's hard math

I'll need my eraser
to erase her
from my memory
I gotta work it out
'cause I just can't replace her
so easily

24 hours
I haven't thought of you
now 24 more
and I'll know I've made it through
©2002 Eric Barao

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