14 Days in Paradise

A casket, thats where i'll be 2 weeks from now. And in two weeks from now i'll just be a decaying body, a fading memory, a persons who's dreams will never get to come true like all the others who died before me. Once, the girl who dreams, will now experienced nightmares. The girl who looks but doesn't seek, The girl who cares but doesn't feel. The girl who wants to love but she knows it's unreal. If you were given 2 weeks, or 14 days, or 336 hours, or 20,160 minutes, to actually live your life how will you live it? Will you spend it with your love ones? Will you do extraordinary that things no one has ever done before? If you ask me, I wouldn't choose any of the two Because it all comes down to loss, sorrow, emptiness, pain, grief, and all the other tragic things of losing someone. I've already accepted my fate. I have accepted that this will be my last. My last year, my last month, my last day. But fate played me and took a turn and let me experienced it before i die. Fate lead me to my first and last love and i don't know if i can accept death anymore knowing i have someone to live for now.

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