I saw her for the last time

So the time came when it was obvious that destiny was breaking us apart. I tried for the last time to salvage something or at least give a face saving finesse to my painful heart break. She didn't stop from nodding, still didn't honor our rapport. I had to return without even a few appropriate words spoken. Next day was the photo session. We were not in the same section now and so did not have the chance to have a snap together. My indignant ego too was curtailing the saying good bye right from me and so a worthless love story ended in distaste. Next time I am going to see you, I will not be able to endure your mesmerizing looks.