The last one is always the best one.
The next one is only the next best one.
The one after that is what the last one was not.
The one before the last one was the best,
I swear...
I mean...
before the next one.
This is the ultimate rat race.

Our hearts are the hopeful romantics.
Eventually one of them will be the one.
Just not today.
Just not tonight.

Will you the my next one?
Will you be worth the try?