Perfect illusion

I could feel the ache building up. You told me that it may be that I might meet someone during my travels and there was nothing you could do about it. I had wanted you to say that we had a future and you will try your best to achieve one for us. I didn’t want to let go. But in time, may be I have to give up this illusion. You are perfect for me and I for you. Or so we thought. Our circles converged to give us both a chance for love and redemption. Sadly, it was going to be taken away. And I could do nothing.