You won’t win. It happens fast. Less than a flash... kissed you depend on disappear. Past and present, neither play of emphasis false, soundtracks on pulleys, suspicious... these tracks overlaid w/ speech you keep delaying. I'm so sorry the music became an investment vein to punch and then pull-quote from.

Sorry, there’s a fool’s guarantee. All you’ll have to do ... 
Choose love as a buy or rental option, both equidistant from love’s defunct phenomena that travail and make surprise visits within quanta. (Too early to tell.)

Choosing love creates an entire platform to spin off slower tangential constructs plucked out of a big number of now-dead emotions.

Also suspicious, emulations of you both, standing up without sticking, detouring into aah

choo! the roof of your mouth unhinged keeping suspicion warm to the bridge of his nose.