How long has it been?
I ask.
One, three, or eight?
Let me count the days.

It started with one day,
One hello, one letter
And it all changed.

Three kisses are all I need
To wipe away all my tears
But not enough to make you stay.

Eight is the number to be
Bring me back to the place
Where sorcery and magic exist.

But all I need is two
Not days of two or twenty-two
One is you, the other is me
And together we will make a perfect two
A lifetime of me and you.