"Love is watching someone die

So who's gonna watch you die?"

We are all slowly dying. Every single day we lose more breathe, we lose more stamina, we get older.

Our skin starts to droop, the bags under our eyes become more apparent, wrinkles pop up around our face.

While we are clinging to our youth through plastic surgery, pills, and new jeans we are all falling. Slowly falling apart.

So who's gonna watch you die?

Who is going to be there when you pass your last breath?

Will it be your education? Will it be your salary, or your car or your house? Will it be those whom you have loved all your life?

Or will you be completely alone?