Mind of Yours 2

POLAROIDS

I think I drank too much
I know this cause I woke up from the sofa
My eyes can't handle the light
This hangover is not going away any time
The days go slower ,the nights get older
I'm doing the same thing , I never get tired of it
My phone is off to get away from the outside
So I can confide myself in this house that's was suppose to be ours
I look around imagining what we could do in all of this space
But it erases when I realize it's just me
And I'm not ok
The table is scattered with Polaroids
From beginning to the middle of our story
We ended before we got to finish
Now our memories are just memories with no meaning to it
This is all I do with so much time on my hands
Wanting to go back to the days on the photos 
Where my life was better with you in it