And I remember when I met him, it was so clear that he was the only one for me. We both knew it, right away. And as the months went on, things became more difficult, we were faced with more challenges. I begged him to stay. To try to remember what we had at the beginning. He was charismatic, magnetic, electric, and everybody knew him. When he walked in, every woman's head turned, everyone stood up to talk to him. I always got the sense that he became torn between being a good person and missing out on all of the opportunities that life could offer a man as magnificent as him. And in that way, I understood him. And I loved him. I loved him, I loved him, I loved him.
And I still love him. I love him.