You and I are quarks.
We’re subatomic particles,
Never found alone,
Have to be with another.
When you pull us apart,
The bond between us grows stronger;
We snap together with such ferocity,
Heaps of energy buzz between us.
The more I try to ignore it,
The more it sparks in my mind.
What I’ve failed to mention is:
When quarks do break apart,
They instantly find another quark to join.
Maybe that’s why you’re with her.
Maybe I’m not a quark at all.