you say you'd rather die then me call an ambulance
but you drank so much baby
so much that I couldn't bare seeing you lying there
dying there
so i picked you up
and tried to carry you there myself
but it was so far
and it's not like you're heavy
you're wafer thin
probably because you don't eat
not a single thing on a week day
I asked if there was anyone I could call instead
and you didn't reply
but i know if you could have you would have said
'don't call an ambulance you promised'
and so I didn't
I didn't even take you to the hospital
I just sat you up and wished for at least a bucket
under the third streetlight from the main road
and when you stopped breathing I had to save your life
this happened twice
right there on the pavement
and I did it to make you happy

when you woke up in the morning, or more like later that day
you thanked me for a great night with a kiss on the cheek
and didn't reply to my text that asked
'you ok babe, text me when you get home safe **'