Three

One.

I am baffled.

Did we make it? How?

Thoughts running through my head.

Doubts. Ecstasy.

I guess time will tell.

Two.

Oh… wow.

We are still counting.

I guess we got something good going on,

but two is already too big of a number.

Can we outlast the count?

Three.

Memories. Distant in time, close to heart.

I miss you, a little bit too much.

Painful, and not just thrice.

I know we can make it till four.

Longing for anything,

patiently hurting.