Tears filled Megan's eyes as she stood on the platform awaiting the 8:30 pm train to Vermont. It was mid November and the snow shimmered in the light as it gracefully floated to the ground. I watched as it fell on her rosy cheeks, her entire face was flushed, and as the tears rolled down her cheeks, I couldn't help but think how beautiful she was. I held her tight in my arms, the flowery smell of her hair tantalized my senses and I breathed deep. I always loved the scent of her hair, the rich, sweet fragrance of white jasmine always accompanied every warm embrace.
"I don't want to leave" she sobbed.
"I don't want you to leave either"
"I wish this never happened, I love you so much"
She buried her head deeper into my chest, held me tighter and continued to cry uncontrollably. There was nothing I could do or say to make her feel better, because as much as neither of us wanted to let go, it was inevitable.
"I don't ever want to let you go," she murmured. Head still deep in my chest.
Her aunt had fallen terribly ill, and it seemed the end was near. Megan had to get back home to deal with family affairs and to also be by her aunt's side. The doctors said that there wasn't much time left and as soon as Megan got the news, she booked the next train out of Tennessee to Vermont. Her aunt Gertrude, was like a mother to her, she raised her, and taught her everything she knew. She also had a large estate, and with no children of her own, she had planned to leave everything for Megan.
Megan always spoke fondly of her aunt Gertrude, so it was understandable that she had mixed emotions about having to leave her love, and take on her responsibilities home should things take a turn for the worst. She had only been in Tennessee a few days when the wire came. She came to start a new life, to see the world and so we could get married and have kids of our own. She loved kids, and would always tell me she wanted a big family because she herself was an only child. She would joke of wanting six kids, three boys and three girls, and of how beautiful they would look and how smart they would be.
"Will you promise to wait for me?"
Her words snapped me back to reality... because of my own responsibilities, I was unable to travel to Vermont with her, or anytime soon for that matter. I started to feel the distance swell between us, 1,227 miles to be exact.
"Until the end of time," I finally managed to whisper
"Promise?"
"I promise!"
She looked up at me with eyes filled with pain, and as she closed her eyes, an iridescent stream of water ran down her cheeks and onto her breasts. She tiptoed and gave me a passionate kiss... time stood still at that point. Our entire lives, past, present and future played out and the fireworks exploded behind our closed eyelids. Her soft, strawberry lips pressed against mine, the way her tongue danced a graceful ballet and just a hint of salt from her tears enhanced the sensation that made bodies warm with ecstasy.
"I love you"
"I love you too"
"I'll be back as soon as I can"
"I'll be waiting"
"I am yours forever, you make me so happy"
"You make me happy too"
With one final hug and kiss, I watched her walk towards the train. My heart sank more and more with every step she took. I still remember everything she wore, the way her hair caressed her cheek, the way she twisted it in her fingers to smell it, her laugh, her smell, her quirks, her smile, the softness of her skin and the passion in our kisses. She was the sunshine to my world, and now I'm in darkness... Who knew that would have been the last time I ever saw her....
...Megan. ...Signal 8
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