When I said you’re like no girl I’ve met, I meant it. I’ll never forget you.
That sounds final. It is. They won’t let us be together. If nothing else, I’ll make you vulnerable. I’d like to think I might become the reason why you think twice before you head into another ambush like the one you saved us from, thinking you’d rather see me again than get yourself killed. They won’t allow you to have something to live for.
But I won’t forget you. If I can, I’ll find you. Just don’t hold your breath.