Let's Do The Math. Poem by Christian K. Montiel

My daugther is three, my hell is two and our relationship four, a thousand sheeps I count so I could it go to sleep, two tousand notes to apologise to you, forty phone calls, twenty messages so I guess is hard to skip our relatioship whenever I feel you next to me.
Hundred and fifty times I promise to be a better man but I failed 300 times,23 is my life but I only was happy half of it and even that I try to lie that I don't miss you let's do the math and count how many times we were happy into the days that we spend together.