when we held hands

on a bus journey back from a movie. i don't remember what we spoke about, but yes, we held hands. like two dying souls before their last leap. why does that haunt? is it because you don't care to be with me anymore? or, is it because some people are never meant to come back? what is the purpose of having met, then? why is it that this causes so much heartache? i remember another day, when you refused to attend a concert, beacuse i was busy with class. and we managed to catch it finally. i don't understand. why did we hold hands if only to let go?