It’s 3 AM

I’m drunk.

And you are still getting high

Off me.

I’m tired.

But I can’t stop you.

Because this is a situation that is going to change my life.

Because this is a session I am going to remember when I have grandchildren.

Because right now, this moment, you, is a memory I want to relish.

With hotdogs.

At 4 PM

A Thursday

15 years from now

Arm in arm with my faithful loyal providing husband

At the park

I’m going to feel a tingle in my thigh

And it will remind me of today

And your ways

So don’t stop.

Don’t stop.

Please don’t stop until you hate me.

Until you never want to see me again.

That’s the only thing that will stop

How much I want you inside me.

Just like this.

Forever.

Disgust.