One day, years from now I will be sitting with my grand daughter and she will ask me about the one that got away and I just know that you are the man I will tell her about. You are the man I will be talking about even when I am 80. The boy with the stars for eyes and the devilish smile. She will ask me why I never married you and I will tell her that I never had to courage to admit my feelings to you. I will tell her that no one has ever intimidated as much as you did and that the more I fell for you, the more steps backwards I took. Till eventually I had lost you. You are the man I will tell her about when I encourage her to go all out for love and tell the boy she loves how she feels before it’s too late. You are the man who has always been everything I ever needed even when I did not know what I needed. You are the man I will forever carry in my heart.
The epiphany hits him but it is an unremarkable one, as if the truth has always been there but has never really been acknowledged. And by the time he does realize this, it is too late for him to do anything. His world has not only been turned upside down but in fact, has already been revolving around her from the start. His heart is in her hand, his soul in the other. He is too far from the safety of the shore and he is hopelessly lost, trapped amidst the swirling pull of the ocean.