When we first met, he was 17 and she was 17. Later, he was 19 and she was 19 too. Later, he was 22 and she was still 19. Now he is 25 and she is still 19. It was only after a long, long time that he finally understood that if he was willing to gamble, he had to admit defeat. Wishful thinking? You can never be happy with each other.