Epilogue
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You know the empty feeling of knowing that you left something behind? Something special?
I didn't have it.
We never crossed paths again.
It's like a half written story, except no one bothered to finish it.
Doubts still surround me.
Would he have appeared at the train station if I waited for just a bit longer?
Or if I never got on the train at all…
Would we be together?
One day when we finally find our 'soul-mate', will our memories fade? Or will it haunt us?
But I don't regret my decision. At least not yet.
I guess…
Well,
I guess I never really loved him.
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-FIN-