At the time, I thought I did. (We met at a school function.) Nothing, I suspect, actually lasts forever.
Back atcha. :)
I have enough stuff. Get something for one of the local kids who would otherwise get nothing.
Unless I'm at a gathering of friends, I drink only water in the evening, on the basis that anything else is likely to keep me awake while I'm trying to sleep.
A soft, warm voice, at exactly the right moment.
Max Shulman's college satire, "Barefoot Boy with Cheek."
For a few hours, anyway, but let's not push it.
Some of them indeed are; fabric can only survive so long.