you know you've had a good night when you wake up with a banging headache, someone elses sick on your pillow cases, alcohol spilt everywhere, broken cupboards, cigarette butts in the garden, mcdonalds chicken nuggets in the fridge, your best friend passed out in your bed, but most importantly.. random people asleep in your living room :')
you look at her the way you used to look at me
you talk about her like she's the best thing in your life
you text her all the time because you never want to stop speaking
but regardless of all that
i think its that when each time i see you two together
i die that little bit more inside..
after you die, its believed that you have 7 minutes of brain activity left inside you, and in the 7 minutes you experience your entire life over, in a kind of dream… because in a dream, time is stretched.
so if this is the case, what if right now, you’re in that 7 minutes.. how do you know if you’re alive or just reliving old memories?
keeping me awake, its been like this now for days, my heart is out at sea, my head all over the place, im losing sense of time, and everything tastes the same, i'll be home in a day, i fear thats a month too late.. you can make your own decisions; you can make your own mistakes, i'll live and let die all the promises you made, but if you lie another time, it'll be a lie thats to late.
