Valentine Rise With A Demise Poem by Kelly Michelle Diaz

I need to find the right angle to look at this,
Because we both dissed using deductive reasons;
Our point of views were like summer,
And winter to different seasons.
As I feel my feelings concave because,
We were both were not brave;
We also didn't know our regular cue,
We intersected just to get through.
But there was an invisable bisector,
Which by the way you were just an irrational collector;
With a fireproof heart,
It was just a simple illusion of abstract art.
Tell me it isn't true,
We both chose skew.