The Diary of a Fallen Girl

six

We started as one,
A trip to a city and talks long before dawn.
Somewhere along the lines, one turned into two,
And then I was laughing; I was crying with you.
Not long after a couple, we lasted till three
And God, was I proud—
I was finally free.

Then all of a sudden, one day there was four,
You found my heart broken; I tried closing the door.
The clock struck midnight and we finally hit five,
I never lied to you again, never said I was fine.
I was so busy loving you that I lost count at six,
But it didn't matter, 'cause my heart had already picked.