Stolen Heaven

You steal my heaven
then you steal my thunder

suicide by coffee
murder by coffee
is ritual homicide of me by you

don't ever ever steal my lines again
like you have stolen my happiness

so which lines here did i borrow?

for the love of math

If the shortest distance between points is a straight line
why is it that people go around in circles just to get their points across?

If you divide love by none would it then become undefined?

If hearts are constants why are feelings variables?

If a heart can withstand anything for love what is its limit for pain
if pain does not approach zero?

If a heart has four equally divided and occupied chambers and corners
would it just be another regular polygamous polygon?

Is a parabola just another curvaceous line meant to flatter?