Based on Bhagavad Gita Chapter 15, Text 05
Lust is our longest life-partner — from the first hints of adolescence to the last gasps of old age, even to the death-bed; from the moment of waking to the moment of sleeping and, of course, into the sleep.
Lust is also our worst life-partner: no one else promises so much and delivers so little. It paints its pleasures in the most glowing colors, yet the actual enjoyment is pathetically paltry, no matter how much we crave and scheme to increase it.
If any other normal life-partner had betrayed us so many times, we would have divorced that person long ago. But not lust. Nothing breaks our trust in lust. Sometimes, when its deceptions land us in excessive trouble, we profess to banish it. But we still leave a secret place for it at the back of our mind; we still believe that somehow, someday it will keep its promises.
Why do we trust lust so naively?
Because we don’t know any other source of happiness.