A Broken Promise

He'd promised himself he'd never do this. He'd never stand here again waiting for somebody who would never show up. It hit him hard how she must've felt all those years ago when it was him who didn't show up. He couldn't believe she had even responded to his letter. She had responded she would meet him here at this time. But he knew she wouldn't. And he deserved it. He deserved that none of the women he thought he'd loved over years would ever show up for him. Whatever karma he had left back then, he'd blown up with dynamite. The tears started rolling down his cheeks. The cold evening air suddenly got under his coat and he shivered. What was the point? he thought and turned around to walk home.