Sunday, June 9, 2013

And I remember...

He hugged him and turned towards her. His concern was visible in his movement. His touch communicated more than his words could ever have. His voice betrayed his worry. Yet, his words were appropriate for the occasion. Very casual and normal under the circumstances. He waited for them to board the train. And waited long after the train left.


So you won't be coming here anymore?

Some conversations that come back in brief, lonely moments. Places. People. Words. Phrases. That meant so much and touched the soul. Moments that make life worth living.