The Bittersweet Encounter: Love, Remorse, and Moving Forward

We accidentally met at the same restaurant where I planned a date for us but you were never interested in it.  On the passage towards the wash basin  we crossed the path. Just 10 inches of distance between us. I breathed in your scent,I could hear your breathing and your heartbeat. I could hear it saying my name. I gazed into your eyes. I saw the rivers were overflowing with remorse, but above all I saw was you, the one who was close to my heart and all I could imagine was kissing you, but then I realized you are the one who broke my heart into 1000 pieces.  I tried to escape from the scene but then you pulled me back towards you. I was scared but you apologised for hurting me. I couldn't resist the urge to cry. I somehow I managed myself. With coldness I said 

"You are already forgiven, we are strangers again.  If it is meant to happen, it will happen, but I'm not ready for this now."

"All I wanted was to hug you and wanted to let you know that  I love you and still care for you". 

You cried and I left the place. 

"It isn't about love, its about self-respect. I loved you selflessly but you wasted my efforts. 

I still love  you, but it doesn't mean I will let the past repeat."