Here's another poem. The challenge words were latitude and mathematics. Are we really meant to be, "You're my only love", you tell me, I am longitude and you are latitude and we would have always met, so why am I constantly doubting our future and hating the dread I carry above my head, I can't talk to you, it's useless. I can't come to a conclusion, I am wondering when will we end. Mathematics explains our angles and where we intersect but what if I am latitude instead? We weren't meant to be, not even supposed to meet, this love will only end in tragedy, were one of the same, never meant to meet again, just move on our way, always side by side but never together. For I am latitude and so are you, and never again will I see you.