Pancakes, Drugs & Heartache.

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Is this just a phase?
Or is this just a hoax?
Maybe its a faux that this feeling just got intense.
Is there more to find out or is this just the end?
We've been looking for something
For 13 days, 12 hours and still counting
Counting these days brought to reality
How fast paced the days and our hearts have run
But up until now, we can't explicitly say what it is
It scares me you know
To feel something and not know how to describe it
To feel something and not know how true
Or false it is
To not know when to halt these feelings
And when to let go
Is there more to what we've experienced
Or is this just it?
These questions I think about day and night
Are lingering over our heads.
We may not have the answers
And we may not know much for now
But at least we know what happens after a blackout
And when our feet gets close.