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We Have Found Each Other
Liz Inskip-Paulk
We have found each other. Quite a feat considering the mass of
humanity on the railway station platforms. Rush hour on a Wednesday at
St. Pancras. The immense iron roofs stretching over our heads hundreds
of feet up, wrought iron curving from one platform to another.
Generations of families and lovers have met in this exact same place
since Queen Victoria and Prince Albert got married.
We have found each other. Each time we leave, a worry crosses my
thoughts that perhaps this was it. That you will not return. That we
will not be reunited once more. I am filled with horror at such a
conclusion - my heart is filled with ice at the mere thought. But
surely, if I pray hard or meditate or do all the right things, you will
return.
You have so far for the past ten years. Reliable. Dependable. "Well put
together," my granny would say. You stand out in the crowd. Pure
unadulterated beauty. Classical style. And always on time. Never late. I
don't know how you do it. The gods must be smiling over us and over our
relationship. So many people have lovers and families as fickle as the
wind. They exchange them with the frequency of library books. But not
you and I. You and I are above that. Beyond that.
Each day I get up with the anticipation of seeing you. Each night I go
to bed satiated with having been with you. Our love is beyond
definition. People don't believe me, don't understand when I try to
describe the depth, the purity of how I see you. They just don't
understand.
I think it's because you are a train.
© Liz Inskip-Paulk
Liz Inskip-Paulk enjoys writing flash fiction and is a freelance
writer. She lives in Texas.
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