I'll Follow You Into The Dark

Love Of Mine

I hate the smell of hospitals and how people die here.
I hate how you are in a hospital bed.
I hate that I only had minor injuries.
I had that I was the one driving and the thing I hate most of all is that it isn't me who is on the brink of death.

I fucking hate myself for this, why the fuck did I bring her up?

The doctors won't let me back to see you and it's killing me.
They won't tell me anything, they keep saying "family only."
But I guess being almost boyfriends don't count.
And to think tonight was gonna be the night I told you everything.

I see one of the doctors make his way to me, probably because I begged the nurses too much to tell me something, anything.

"Hello sir, I am sorry to have to say this but your friend sustained some pretty serious injuries and due to the collision to his head there might be some issues-"

"What sort of issues?" I snapped.

"Well sir, most likely he won't remember anything not even his name and he could have some problems coping with his emotions. I will let you know more, when he gets out of surgery."

Dan, my sweet dan I may have lost you forever now and it's all my fault.