Ethan

Ethan, when you count your friends
Oh count me like a number
Don’t hear me like the thunder
Don’t wonder, don’t decide
Apply no pluralism like
The skies are still the sky
And know that if I die
I’ll die in love with who you are
All the room you slept in
In the cites where we never lived together
And any letter in the file
Sharper hearts beat fast and raise the count of love
The lifeless play with hands cake