Steam crept up from the halting train, hissing gleefully at the bystanders, the long-lost friends wrapped in their knitted scarves, the anxious mother waiting for her son, the lover dying to take his one and only into his strong arms again.
There she stood, amongst the people who knew nothing of it all, how she had missed this one for the last two years, when they had been apart. She had resigned herself to never seeing him again after the way things had ended, and yet, he had promised to be on that train, at that time; he had promised to come find her in this new life of hers.
The girl's heart jumped a mile when she thought she saw him in the windows, but the steam made it hard for her to see. All around her the people were gathering with the descending passengers, looking, finding, fleeing to one another.
An old, haunting indie song began playing in the distance.
The girl's eyes flickered from person to person and each time she established a new hope and killed it instantly.
Then,
there he was, his blond hair out of sorts, his eyes as kind as they had ever been. A swell of music was heard when their eyes met. They both shook their heads in delight. She covered her mouth to hide her needlessly goofy smile.
The embrace was long overdue, and yet nothing made it more worth it than those two years spent apart, and the indie song playing on repeat.
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