Elise Vasquez and I stand shoulder to shoulder, watching the woman we both feel we lost, and may be never really had.

Listen, I would say, this is not how I thought our lives would go; and may be we cannot find our way out of this alley. But there is no one I'd rather be lost with.

Neither of us, it turns out, has been the only one who lost someone she loved.

Listen, I would say, this is not how I thought our lives would go; and maybe we cannot find our way out of this alley. But there is no one I'd rather be lost with.

What you had could never make up for what you'd lost.