Before.

Let us kill ourselves slowly, together

I say slowly

so i can soak in every bit of carbon dioxide you exhale

and with every bit of oxygen i inhale

i'll float on your words

my motivation to die ever so slowly

from lust to pure intoxication

i'm overwhelmed

be it my native american adrenaline

or the hopeless romantic in me

you were the cigarette in my hand

not an addiction i can't shake

but the risk i chose to take

a roll of the dice

whatever number

it was always you

a preemptive strike on my mind

the betrayal of the three hundred Spartans

i was both sides

you were the goat path

i was pleased to meet you