Counting

One time I chatted on the net
Two times you and I met
Three times I dreamed of this
Four letters is how long your name is

Five times I called you on the phone
Six times I was feeling so alone
Seven times I texted you sweet words
Eight times I considered this might hurt

Nine times I have ignored my feelings
Ten times I was afraid of beatings
Eleven times I considered this might turn out wrong
Twelve times I said to myself this should be done

Thirteen times I blamed myself
Fourteen times I should have asked for help
Fifteen times I cried my eyes out
Sixteen times I lost my voice cos I screamed so loud

Seventeen times I let go and got back
Eighteen times I recovered and turned not right but left
Nineteen times I got better every day
Twenty times I smiled and said no guy will ever hurt me that way

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