Spilled Tea

Trigonometry

I've never been much into math, but if you gave me a problem I could most likely solve it. I'm not so good at driving, yet I know all of the laws. I'm not the exact person I was a long time ago, but I still despise the taste of wheat bread. Some things just don't change. I'm not the same person so sometimes when I breathe in a scent that is familiar, I pretend like I don't miss the smell or what it reminds me of. Also, I ignore the fact that you would recognize that scent too. I was never the best at trigonometry, but I know the space between your shoulders and clavicle created the shape of a triangle. I do understand that but I don't know where I fit into the math problem yet. There was a day in elementary school where my teacher spoke about how triangles are everywhere in our lives. She asked us to give our own personal examples. I think about that now, wishing I would've known you that day. But I still know that if I was asked this again today I would swallow all the words about you threatening to spill out, and simply say "sandwiches on wheat bread cut into diagonal pieces."