Longing and Belonging.

Posted: December 21, 2013 in Short Fiction
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He took the same train on the same day every year. He had the same overwhelming feeling every time he left. The trains had become faster as he had become older. It took him a few hours to reach the place they had first met.
He could remember everything about that day in all details, the dress she wore, the way she played with her hair, the radiance in her smile, the twinkle in her eyes. He remembered that instant when  he had hopelessly fallen in love with her. He knew that day that they belonged together.
She came into his life like spring after a long winter, and made it warm with her presence.
He reminded himself to pick up her favorite flowers when he got off. She loved lilies.
He was going to see her again.
He zipped up his jacket when his station was announced. It was cold outside. The warmth in his heart was gone too. She had taken it along when she left in a hurry, leaving him longing for the rest of his lifetime.

Photo credit: Ashutosh Khandkar http://framingreflections.wordpress.com/


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