1.. 2.. 3.. 4..
One word to question my life
Two words, everyday, running in my mind
I had three words to say when we met
Leave me alone
Four words when you wanted to be my friend
I don’t see why
5.. 6.. 7.. 8..
Some five words when I finally gave in
Will you stop pestering me?
Six words in my mind when I started to love you
This is just a stupid phase
Seven when you asked me to love freely
I’m not sure I can do this
Eight words when we found our rhythm
I can’t believe this is happening to me
8.. 7.. 6.. 5..
Eight from you when we came down from the high
I can not have you being so clingy
Seven from me when we never went to parties together anymore
Are you ashamed to be with me?
Six in my head when we started to crack
I hope we recover from this
Five from a friend who noticed a lot
Maybe you should give up
4.. 3.. 2.. 1..
Circling in my mind were four words
You gave me hope
Three that I repeated to try to mend this
I love you
Two when you broke me after I bared my heart
I had only one left while you turned around
I am somewhere worse than before you came into my life
There are no more words left in my heart
This is something completely jumbled up that I wrote on a whim. I’ll need to fix it and rewrite later because it’s not really a poem, not really a story. I want to make it into something good—readable.
I feel like I added too much story into it and it’s not simple anymore or I added too many counts.. I’ll try again some other time.