and the beat goes on

Softly, I realize that it is now over.
I still wonder sometimes, what could have happenede if I had faced my fears and just took the chance to win her back.
The dream of that, perchance to happen, will forever haunt me with the strange felling of : what if?
But my history continues.
This was one of the most marking chapters of my existence.
A chapter that I was willing to do whatever it took, for another piece of heaven, but I was unsuccessful in persuading my partner in believing that there was a sense of a common fate.
The fate will determine what will be common.
I would take her back in a heart beat if the universe would grant me so.
But the adjustment bureau took all the steps necessary to ensure that she will follow her Russian fate and I will follow my own.
The beat will definetely go on...and I remain waiting.