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Jul 2015
One, you make happy,
not *two
much, just the right kind
but it's three hundred times more
than I've ever felt be
four

Five days later, still hooked with each other
We'd spend six hours talking
for seven days a week, and each day
you never failed to ask if I
eight* already

Nine weeks later, "hooked" became an understatement
for we'd spent ten hours talking,
eleven, if it's a weekend. It's a shame though,
we didn't even get past twelve weeks.

But love, did you know?
Yesterday, I survived fourteen days without you
I survived but I'm barely alive and now
I don't know if I can think of another fifteen weeks without you.
I tried to make myself happy by making myself a lame number poem but I guess the only thing that can make me happy right now is you.
Maxwell
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Maxwell  Philippines
(Philippines)   
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