i've stop remembering date since you left

Now my days are just either 

those 5 days in a row fill with headche and traffic and commuting nonstop 

Or those other 2 chillax weekend days

And those days that are over that keep on looping in between those meaningless 7 days in a week

Days where I cherish the most up on your motorbike in the city that was so foreign for both us

Days filled our nonstop talking bout our dreams

Which apperantly where the there wasn't any of me in it

And those days where I might just ruin everything 

and those days where I should have just said yes

And agree and supportive and goddammit is there even any of those days ?