number two was what appeared to be the grand finale. fireworks, rolling drum lines of heartbeats, blurring colored smoke. two was built on the idea of eternity; but two is divisible, even if he didn't believe it. so divided it became.
number three was a flicker not even worth mentioning, despite all the talk of three being a magic number.
number four surprised all. as a multiple of two, i feared the same divisible fate. but four brought more to the table than two ever did. more stable, as he brought the two extra numbers, four is trust. four is sensitive. four is logic. four is my heart.
the next numbers don't exist yet, and who knows how high they'll go.
all i know is that
one taught me how to dream
two will always and forever be a snippet of eternity
three will always make me feel awkward inside
and four will never let me forget that love is spelled with his many letters
the next numbers don't exist yet, and who knows how high they'll go.
all i know is that
one taught me how to dream
two will always and forever be a snippet of eternity
three will always make me feel awkward inside
and four will never let me forget that love is spelled with his many letters
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