But I have to tell you something. One last thing. I have not lived an empty life. I used to be scared of feeling. Feeling so deep. And then I met you. I felt. I embraced feeling. And then you left. To feel was the last thing I wanted to do. But a few years later, I allowed myself to let some feeling in. I let myself become vulnerable for you. So, I need to tell you something. This tiny little thing. My greatest accomplishment was loving you.