" I'm sorry, but it wasn't what I thought." he said. " Sorry? 5 years! I gave you all of me, and you throw it into trash! Does her lips taste better than mine?" Jennifer cried.
He never knew that he will do everything to get one more chance. If, if only he knew what he knows today. Today, at her funeral, he can't, he can't even stand straight, can't stop his trembling lips.