It's cold and wet outside. I don't care, my love for her is the only jacket I need tonight.

After the hour of driving I arrive. She's wearing a ratty old t-shirt, and its never looked better on her.

I tell her I love her. She tells me to fuck her. That's all she's ever wanted from me. I say I want to talk. She says she just wants me inside her. I die a little inside. That's ok. There's not a lot left alive anyway. My hands tremble as I open the door.

I leave. The diner down the road looks inviting as I head home. One day I'll stop there. I'll meet the girl of my dreams. We'll get married. She'll love me, love me for more than sex.

I don't stop there today.