Again

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

Submitted: July 31, 2019

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People swarm the platform, rushing to board. He’d be easy to lose in the crowd—all in black from his old boots to the backpack slung over his shoulder—but to me, he shines like a lighthouse on a distant shore that draws farther away the more I struggle to reach it. 

Turn around. 

But why should this time be any different than the hundreds before it? 

Look at me. 

Another train, another departure. I should have left, shouldn’t have tortured myself for one last glimpse. Next time, I swear I’ll leave as soon as he’s out of the car, let him be left for a change. I break my promise every time. 

Don’t leave. 

A scream clogs my throat, bouncing around in my head like an angry ping pong ball, as lights flash and the automated voice reminds passengers to keep clear of the doors. 

Not again.

The doors slide shut, and a horn blows as the train leaves the platform. And he’s gone again. I dig my fingernails in until I leave marks won’t fade for days, but he’s not here to see them. Because I’m here, and he’s not. 

Please.


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