Qian li zou dan qi

Will I see her again - will we stand here and wait for our hearts to communicate to each other?
"Riding Alone for a thousand miles"- I come to regret being insincere with the guitar....for not creating that bridge of chance between us. The bridge is now lost forever and with it the chance to tell her how dearly I cherished the bud she had given me that evening at her balcony....how I waited for it to flower.....as if it were to indicate something. If only I didn't wait for such indications and gave her my heart. I was too scared to take chances...scared that I'd even lose the right to stand at her balcony. The more I think of that moment the more I drown in regret. I won't go regretting forever but.
I had told her that years later, I would still wait for her, still wish she was happy - still know that she'd be happiest with me. But I don't. I can't. Its meaningless - just like everything in my life will be. But I don't want to see what lies ahead. I don't want to help the pining. I promised myself to live for her...only her... and I know that I won't be able to keep this promise forever. Someday soon I'll stop longing for her. Until then... I want to keep the promise I made to myself.
Until then...I want to sound poetic...sound like a dreamer. Only until I find someone on the other side of the bridge across forever.