Parallel Lines

......i regret that day for acting blunt. for not being me as a conversationalist. i should have talked to him. i should have accepted his apologies. after realizing what happened. i rush to say sorry, and to win him back, to love him back, but he's gone....sitting on the floor i wallowed, i cried and just cried...now our lives is comparable to two parallel lines, no chance of crossing together, not even in a lifetime...and i will never that meeting would never ever happen again no matter how long i will wait.