Day-by-day,
hour-by-hour,
I count.
I count my breaths (14,400),
my footsteps (6,000),
the broken people
I see on the corner
of the street (25);
I count the time
I say words and
don't actually
mean them (115);
as well as the amount
of books that make my
heart ache, deep in my
chest (15).
I count the amount of
times you run your
fingers through your hair(20).
(which, coincidentally, is half
the number of times I longer
to run my fingers through
your hair).
But, most of all, I count the
amount of times I fall in
love with you (64...
and counting).
Day-by-day,
hour-by-hour,
I count.