I once had nothing but you.
You treat me to the cheapest wine and make countless grand promises.
We agreed to make it happen together.
I have everything now, but you left.
I sat alone in the courtyard, drinking fine wine and thinking about those outrageous words.
How many days can I live?
How many more days of such indulgence can we live?
"If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and tomorrow you will be worried."