• with_sarcasm_at_peace 9w

    Distances coming to an end...

    It was a beautiful morning,
    Cloudy weather, with cold breezes,
    Just the way she loved it...
    But today her eyes spoke a different story,
    A story that held long yearning for something,
    A story that held the answer to her patience,
    A story that held the end of the urge she carried with her every day...
    A story that held distances coming to an end...
    A story that spoke about the love that never met...
    A story of love and distance...
    .
    She was going to feel him today,
    By senses, by touch, through eyes, through lips...
    And the train arrived as she stood there waiting for the most precious, awaited, mesmerizing and beautiful moment of her life...
    And as the train arrived,
    Coming to rest as each moment felt so heavy...
    He was there...
    .
    .
    .
    To be continued...
    ©with_sarcasm_at_peace