I remember it,
Because the next day I asked a girl if I could borrow a pen.
When I offered it back she said:
“You should write me a letter with it first.”
So I did, wrote her a note,
Which the teacher then intercepted and read to the class.
It was something that we’d learnt in science that day
about the way gravity affects mass and weight
in relation to how quickly something will fall.
[ …] I wrote a note.
Explaining that when two people are falling for each other,
They do so at the same speed.
There’s no need to factor in the physics explanations,
it’s something we can make no use of.
Einstein said: “Gravity won’t be held responsible for people falling in love.”
I wrote her a note.
Telling her: “If I fall in love with you,
No one will ever be able to explain it.
And I think that’s beautiful.”
Despite the class laughing, she did as well,
Which is how I can tell you that I then knew and now still know,
she tasted like tomatoes.