Hands of Sorrow

Is it fate? Is it destiny that brought us to this pointless point in time? Maybe fate, maybe destiny are not always accompanied by happiness, but holding hands with sorrow. Sadly, the latter has befallen me and corrupted what little is left of me. Should I have ever even spoke to you? Was it destiny that drove me? Fate that fueled me to look you in the eye and say the three words that change everything...to hold your hands of sorrow?