You know Math expresses love more cleanly than anything ever can.
I wish you the fate of parallel lines.
Because parallel lines are better than intersecting lines. Those that meet and cross each other but once and then go away never to see each other again.
I wish you the fate of parallel lines because they are better than asymptotes that are always trying to reach each other but are not destined to.
At least parallel lines are always right next to each other, assured without a doubt that they will never leave the other’s side.
The only true love is in the circle. The line that finds its way to its lover and forms an impenetrable togetherness that nothing can break.
If you are fortunate enough to have a circle, you don’t need my luck.
But if not, then parallel lines are your best bet.