We talked about the end of the world.
We talked about how nothing has seemed real since 2012 and how we might all be dead.
We came up with some foolish theory.
Well, I am here to tell you that I am regrettably alive.
Unfortunately, I am still breathing.
I knew I was when you left.
Nothing has felt this real since then.
I can't be dead because dead people don't bleed.
Dead people don't have hearts that can break like mine has.
It wouldn't hurt to see you if I was dead.
So, regrettably, I am still alive.
Unfortunately, I feel pain.
I tragically breathe in and out.
It's never hurt me so much to inhale and exhale.
It's never pained me so much to find that I have lived through the night.
I've never felt so empty and lonely in my life.
That is, until you left.
