One,
Is in alone,
Just like how I feel right now.
Two
Words is all it takes.
Three;
The number of directions I am being pulled in,
Just by knowing you.
Four
Weeks have gone by since they’ve started talking.
Five
People in this whole mess.
Six
Times I have hung out with you
In the entirety of knowing you.
Seven
Days in a week
In which your name is uttered under numerous people’s breaths.
Eight
Times I have questioned my feelings for you…
In the past minute.
Nine
Months is a lot shorter than you think.
Infinite
Amount of questions held in my heart.
Never
Will you look at me the same.