you need to snap out of it and get on with it. no use trying to persuade her. it will never be and you know it. because your version of always is really almost and will never be enough. you know that. not even a kiss goodbye and off she goes to tempt the flock and fill her voids by filling thier dreams with just a little more than the slightest glimpse of her special underwear and the lingering irresistability of her patented combination of perfumes. she so desperately longs for the tremendous surge of youth that you so desperately long to promote, but unavoidably smother. hold on to your last straw with tooth and nail but let go before she pulls you away with it. it's going to be a long ride home tonight. it almost always is.
