The end

The aching heart won’t ache forever,
the restless mind won’t be restless forever,
the food on your plate won’t intimidate you forever,
the alcohol won’t let you be high forever,
and won’t let you smile all the while,
Conversation won’t go on and on,

The person with you won’t make you feel the same forever,
and they will not sit there forever,
your thoughts  will not stay here forever,
Every second will pass,
every minute will end,
of this gleaming evening,

You will not be this tired forever,
the evening won’t last forever,
and dinner ?
Dinner will be over.

It seems like hell now, but hey ! hey! It’s got to end sometime. Dinner is got to end sometime.

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