Take me for a ride. Let me sit in your passenger seat, your partner in crime. Give me control of the radio, and let me find something we both can tolerate; or else something we both hate, and can laugh at, blasting it while we go. Let me be your navigator, getting us lost in the middle of nowhere. We can fight and yell and blame each other before we forgive and take it all as the grand adventure it's supposed to be. Let me get up to crazy shenanigans, making faces and distracting you. We'll be causing all sorts of trouble in the name of fun. And when it gets dark, let me sleep in the passenger seat, in my slumber entrusting you with my safety. Let me feed you food while you drive; holding your burger and soda while you keep your hands on the wheel and eyes on the roads ahead.
And when the ride is over dear heart, do to me as others have done. Push the pedal till we're going over a hundred kilometres an hour. Without warning push open that passenger side door, unbuckle my belt, and shove me out. Watch me in the rear view mirror as I roll and bounce on the rocky shoulder. Stop paying attention as I fade into the background, just another silhouette on the road of life.
Because, darling, I let you take me for a ride. I let you drive me out to the middle of nowhere, and dump me on the side of the road. I knew that you would leave me there: broken, battered and alone, limping all the way home again.
But darling, you have to admit: it was a hell of a ride.