"One day, years from now I will be sitting with my daughter and she will ask me about the one that got away and I am sure you are the man I will tell her about. The man with expressive eyes and devilish smile. I will tell her about how you looked at me as if I was the only girl in the room and how you held my hand so protectively when we walk on the main road while it was pouring. How you watched me eat and not finish food I buy on the streets. How you hugged me when we sleep and pulled my head up from your chest in the middle of the night to kiss me. I will tell her about our morning conversations and how you made my day. She will ask where you are and why we didn't end up together. I will tell her that the timing wasn't right and that you had to choose. I will let her know that you didn't choose me not because you never loved me but because you followed your heart and the heart doesn't always have to go with what it wants, sometimes it has to go with what it deserves. I will tell her that you chose the woman in your arms right now because she understands and knows you better than I do. And I will tell her you made the right choice because I would just have ruined everything not because I didn't love you but because I was naive and selfish for I loved you too much. I will tell her that I love his father but in my next life, I will look for you and never let you go again."