Put yourself in the shoes of the other, how he locks himself in the sheet of X, when she is Y. In the usage of sentences, four sentences become paragraphs and paragraphs become algorithms.
An Algorithm so keen to become an equation – messy ways to defy love, to define nature, and birth reality. Math is love, but English is hell-bent on an escape to a wild tree front.
These sentences bend over backward on measure – pronunciation of words by tongue, matter and resolution, solutions of which the reader comprehends and solves - for the sake of comprehension – all one big algorithm, a life equation, an itty bit mathematical equivalence to star dust.
Science is a beautiful thing, and math is heaven – for a dry textbook like her, she forgoes the logic to connect to humanity.
Bent over solitude like a dry textbook, he stutters. What gives, to impress such a girl who cannot even understand the universe?
The opposite of he – she stands a dry rich English