Our Chemistry

i miss you;

the starry eyed freshman, fated to be my chemistry partner.

you were the unpredictable halogen, 

i, the nearly stable, alkali metal.

NaCl, baby. 

maybe it was your instability and my desire to give:

an electron,

or my love

that drew me in, but i found you - 

with your coppery hair and golden eyes.

we were a pair even Mendeleev couldn't predict.  

 nothing is infinite, i suppose.

even the chemistry in our love was set to react at some point or another

in an final, epic experiment. 

the conclusion states i've moved on to uni and you're exploring some part of france,

but i miss you 

even if all of our labs averaged a B-.