I've been longing for three weeks, for the sweet taste of that beauty. Three weeks, i've waited, watched, and anticipated for my turn to have her. I've been asking for her for sometime, and would do anything at the right time.
One night, though, it seemed over. One night, it seemed gone. After the long wait, after all my efforts... one kiss, one sip, one touch, even... none.
I realize that it's over, the whisky's gone.
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