I lost something which cannot be replaced. A perfect opportunity at the wrong time of my life. Too young and naive to realize the value of that perfect opportunity. Buried inside insecurities and ignorance, traces a recollection in time when I was a bit stupid, sarcastic and full of the wrong attitude. Finding loyal knight for the first time was hard for me to accept. Used to being used and abused, I felt out of my skin to be around the perfect gentleman. My rebellion nature got in the way of my dreams, and I flushed hope down the drain. Can't retrace the opportunity again, what was lost will be lost, and a gain for someone else.