Counting and calculating
have always been my strong
suit; whether it's people who
dislike me, the hours of sleep I
lose or how many times I think
how nice it'd be to sleep away time.

You remind me that there are
better things to count: like the hours
until I get to see you, or the days
that we spend together. My most
favorite, though, is when you teach
me to forget.

I forget the pounds on the scale or
the extra bites of dinner I didn't need
or the ****** people in my life and
their negativity.

These are the things I deserve to lose,
and gain other things and fade into you.