I counted the nights
From the day you left
And on night number 2
I felt good, played FIFA all night
On night number 7
My mind was flooded by thoughts of you
But unfortunately
I couldn't swim
On night number 21
I realized I'm still 21
Still young to make two, one
On night number 30
I realized
That I had survived a month without you
And only had thoughts about you thrice
On night number 41
It hit me
You're no longer with me
I laid in my bed
Cold and alone
And cried the night away
On night number 42
I held a new girl in my arms
I let her get under my skin
And she figured out my joints
At 3 am, I got addicted to her
Like alcohol, I drank her into my blood stream
But just before day break
I chose to go sober
On night number 50
I looked at me in the mirror
And I realized there are things I can't hide
Just like it is for suicidal kids
They never die because they want to leave
They were born to live
And tI was born to love,
You
On night number 59
I woke up from a bad dream
I promised myself that the sun will shine tomorrow
Sure enough, it did
I then promised myself that you would come back
Sure enough
I waited
And waited
And waited
On night number 71
You were still not with me
I knew
I would spend countless nights
Trying to write a poem as beautiful as you were to me
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