And What's Wrong With That?

What's wrong with just enjoying time without worrying about the future is the risk of having my heart broken yet again? The more time I spend with the Gardener, the fonder of him I become. If he is just killing or filling time with me until he finds somebody better, somebody more to his liking, then how fond of him am I going to be by the time he finds That Perfect Woman, and how deeply hurt am I going to be when he turns from me to her?

Risky? Yes.
Scary? Yes.