The Crossing

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: July 09, 2019

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I left. The last words I said were, ‘I Love You and See you again soon.’ I lied. I Loved her but did not know if I’d be back, ever. Her scent lingers in the clothes now packed in my carry-on luggage, off to war- to battle. To honor my country but to forsake my home. Should I turn back now? A fugitive for Love? Now boarding track 1, announced over the loudspeaker, my fate looming. A part of me is dying. Flesh numb as I go on to lead a new life. I am crossing the yellow caution line, a rebirth of the soul happens as I approach the train doors- a reincarnation of hopes and dreams pleading to come back again, as Love-never failing. I could turn back! There is time, fleeting at best. Would she think I a coward anyway? My backpack is heavy, laden with the burden of knowing the Canon I carry in it may hold the final still images of our life together. Images I may never see as reality again. It is now my past. My present awaits. My future, unknown.


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