My beautiful love triangle.

My love for you both is geometric.

I’m not sure a theorem can solve this love triangle I’m trapped in.

The Lunes of Hippocrates, Angle Bisector, Stewart or Ceva theorem won’t lead me to a solution.

Who do I choose?

How do I choose?

I love you both.

There must be an equation to bring me relieve.

I’m analytical.

There is a solution to every problem.

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A continuous line forming the boundary of a closed geometric figure: my beautiful love triangle. 

I am ‘b’ connected to you both; ‘a’ and ‘c.’

It’s the intersection of ‘a’ and ‘c’ that’s most alluring to me.

What the three of us share.

What keeps this love triangle bound.

‘a’ penetrates my body, shooting a bullet from his rifle into my soul. I can feel his heat ripping through my flesh. The heat reignites my flame, creating a fiery rage that can’t be put out.

But ‘b.’

Oh, ‘b.’

When I’m with him, it’s like I’m lost in a dream. A beautiful dream where the angels sing to me. Their songs can’t compare to the beautiful melody of his voice, subduing me.

It’s the intersection of ‘a’ and ‘c’ that’s most alluring to me.

What the three of us share.

What keeps this love triangle bound.

Do I have to choose?

I want you both.

No.

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Malcolm, I love you.

Martin, I love you.

No.

Martin, I love you.

Malcolm, I love you.

I don’t want to choose. 

 

 

 

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