Please don't take offense but, I hate you. I've told you I don't want to see you yet, everyday there you are again. Why do you insist on coming around when you aren't wanted? I know the blame is partly mine, I can't resist using you. I need you. I must have you still, I despise you! Can this relationship continue? I suppose it must. I'll clean you up and put you away. Then I'll meet you tomorrow at our regular rendezvous. Until then, goodbye!