To you,my beloved

We were in a moving train. All we knew then,was an extreme happiness..the knowledge that we were together. Like any other couple-in-love, we held our hands together, gossiping,planning and occassionally holding hands tighter..

I always felt a warmness when he was with me. Nothing else in the world mattered to me when he was near. It was as though I was in a strange world. We talked about our future, ate chocolates, standing there in the dusty corridor of the train. People passed by occassionally to the next compartment. Then he would slightly press me towards his side so that people wont touch me when they cross us. Even though I told him he was being over protective, I enjoyed it. The slightest touch of his, made me go delirious.
It was twilight again...and time for him to go. We saw the moon through the doors of the train, and I knew at once holding on to him is vain. When the train stopped at the next station, he bid me good bye..a slight hug and a rub with his hands on my shoulders.. when he was about to alight, as always..he kissed me on the forehead...my caring partner..Then he stepped out from the train and waved me good bye with a longing look on his face...I waved back, struggling back my tears and trying to give him a false smile...a horn blew and a green light shown far away...train began to move. I waved at him till I could see him as a tiny dot. He also had not moved a bit from his place. When I reached my place once again to sit, I had tear tracks in both my cheeks... I was really in love with him...