The protagonist is a scientist, and he's kind of a mad scientist: a man of pure intellect and zero common sense, his lab assistant is the one person in the world he's ever had real love for, and he's incapable of expressing it in any terms other than rigid scientific ones that make him seem bizarre.
REadhere in the second verse suggests that they did, in fact, have a romantic relationship, but it failed at some point, likely due to his total inability to express his feelings (and understand hers) like a more normal person.
Now that she's gone, he finally realizes that his self-image is forever ruined without her, but his response is to dream up a series of ridiculously elaborate and anti-social ideas to get her to love him again.
It's really rather sad, because he knows that he loves her, and knows that her absence makes him feel shitty and empty, but he simply can't understand why or what to do about it, because love is not a quantifiable mathematical concept. So instead he cooks up all these crazy ideas.
Reminded me of a scene from a TV show where the Mad Scientist's wife is about to leave him, and shouts at him that she needs "real human affection", to which he replies "Human affection...hmmm...perhaps it can be synthesized, maybe in pill form?"
The protagonist is a scientist, and he's kind of a mad scientist: a man of pure intellect and zero common sense, his lab assistant is the one person in the world he's ever had real love for, and he's incapable of expressing it in any terms other than rigid scientific ones that make him seem bizarre.
REadhere in the second verse suggests that they did, in fact, have a romantic relationship, but it failed at some point, likely due to his total inability to express his feelings (and understand hers) like a more normal person.
Now that she's gone, he finally realizes that his self-image is forever ruined without her, but his response is to dream up a series of ridiculously elaborate and anti-social ideas to get her to love him again.
It's really rather sad, because he knows that he loves her, and knows that her absence makes him feel shitty and empty, but he simply can't understand why or what to do about it, because love is not a quantifiable mathematical concept. So instead he cooks up all these crazy ideas.
Reminded me of a scene from a TV show where the Mad Scientist's wife is about to leave him, and shouts at him that she needs "real human affection", to which he replies "Human affection...hmmm...perhaps it can be synthesized, maybe in pill form?"