Three
I've found that everything that I've ever loved has ended in threes
Three months in a school that taught me nothing but arts
Three weeks of my first boyfriend
Three months for falling for something stupid
Three months after that to build myself up
Three seconds of peace and quiet
Three lights hanging in the sky
Three

Three pictures and reasons of wanting to die

Five
Everything bad ends in five
Five minutes to get over my school
Five days to decide when to end my boyfriend's neglecting voice
Five weeks to realize I had found someone better and new
Five

Five months I have to wait to see you