Before I Go
The number of times I see you each week.
The number of freckles on your face that I happen to peek.
The number of breathes it took to say I love you.
The amount of beers it took you to drank, before you got in that car and made a big mistake.
The number of heartbeats before you last.
The number of tears that fell on your face before you past.
I still think of you so many decades.
Five is the number of seconds before I see you at last.