Thursday, 23 January 2014

Platform five

I was standing there again, alone.  Platform five.  Waiting for you.  I watched the snow quietly fall at my feet.

The train approached.  Your train.  I looked up as I heard the doors open.  Searching.  Willing to see your face.

People rushed by.  I stood still.  Searching, still.  Please let me find you. Please be here.

Minutes later and I was alone again. 

I knew, of course, you wouldn't be there.  Couldn't possibly be there.  But still, I had to look.

I was saddened by my grief.  You.  By the loss of you. 

I realised, finally.  You were never coming home. 

I took a breath. 

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Linking up with mum turned mom for this post.  Thank you for the inspiration for my very short story.


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12 comments:

  1. That is very poignant. There is no greater grief than the loss of a loved one. #ThePrompt

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    1. Indeed there isn't. Thank you for reading :-)

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  2. Beautiful piece of writing :-) #ThePrompt

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    1. Thank you for taking the time to read and comment, I appreciate it :-)

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  3. Oh this is wonderful, you have managed to convey so much emotion in just a few lines. I'm so thrilled that you have linked this up to #ThePrompt. Thank you x

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  4. Wow, I've got goosebumps. so powerful #ThePrompt

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  5. This is a great piece of writing - well done!

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    1. What a lovely thing to say - thank you :-)

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  6. What a poignant piece of writing - you conveyed so much in just a few short lines. #theprompt

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