Meet You at the End of the Line

This train is moving. And no one told us. It army crawls right now, one piston at a time, one sharp exhale after another. But it’s going to pick up fast. And you’re on one line and I’m on the other. Right now I can still see you waving from the window. But I know it’s inevitable – I’ll lose sight of you, here and there, as the minutes and the mountains and the miles pass between us.

Just remember that I’ll be thinking about you in the middle.

 

Christine Mandich captured the shot above.

 

Comments

[Dragonfly]

Heart touching. Tears spills from my eyes of this sweet embrace of saying goodbye, of letting go and holding on to remembering all at the same time. powerful post.

[Noel]

Thanks Dragonfly! I'm sorry for the tears. I'm handing you a virtual tissue and a hug. XOXO

[InkyTwig]

Lovely, as always.