At eight o'clock in the evening, I was in Zamalek, in the same place, at the same table... on the Nile bank. The waiter immediately approached me and asked what I wanted. I replied with a smile, "Lemon and mint." I waited a few minutes until he came back and placed it in front of me. Then I grabbed a tissue from the table, took a pen from my bag, and started writing: "My dear one who is absent from me but always present in my mind, I promise you that you will never invade my heart again. Fayrouz will not remind me of you every time because you are so much like her lover. I will not search for you everywhere and in every place around me. I will not always look at eight o'clock as the time of the meeting that we never went to. I will not look at the "Lemon and mint" that we did not drink that day with regret as I sip it here alone in the same place, your seat empty just like your heart. I promise you from now on, that my heart will stop sending you messages that will never reach you."