I think what’s funny about Science
Is that scientists think
They can solve any question
Then get stumped wondering
Why they can’t seem to get a date
When their idea of flirting
Is making perfume
Full of lab-made pheromones
Because when they asked Science
About Love
Instead of listening
Instead of observing
Instead of experiencing it
They dissected Love
Like they tried to disect the universe
& then, again, wonder why they find
No signs of Life
In the macabre shreds
From the sacrifice of the self
In the pursuit of a pseudo-understanding
♡Sugar☆World☮ 