“She is too good for you. Her mind is too brilliant. Too intricate. And how do I know this? Because I get her. Quite possibly better than anyone on the face of this planet. I’ve seen her ups and downs and I know her pains and joys. And she plays the exact same role to me. But, the only difference between her and I is that I know that I can’t live without her. She doesn’t yet. And that’s why I feel sorry for you. Because once she realizes that no other man on the face of the planet gets her like I do, well from then on the idea of us is like a cancer, always lurking in the back of her mind. So go now, explore the world and enjoy your time, but it is my plot that shall be next to hers when this world ends.”