bud light until we die

I watch you as your eyes light up in childish wonder.  I wish I could see the world through your eyes I say.  You look down in shame and for a moment my heart sinks and my tongue knots and suddenly the restaurant is too loud for my beating heart. 

Different worlds you frown and I reach for your hand.  It's smooth and pale and trembling.  I smile up at you and toss the wine list to the floor as "joe the waiter" returns.  "Bud Light please." He looks at me and grins. I've been here before and he knows who I am and precisely what I drink. "Two. Draft please. Frosty mug Joe. " he responds with a simple right away ma'am. And you smile at the difference in our age. I roll my eyes and laugh.

You didn't have... and you stop because I'm shaking my head. We have all the time in the world to discover your favorite wines or we can drink bud light until we die.