6 o'clock darkness engulfs me in its beauty. The quiet streets, the peaceful wind rushes between people as they hurry home. I await the train alone, feeling empty on the inside. Weariness takes over. The train arrives with an array of noises. Carriages are full to the extent where light cannot escape. The whistle sounds, signaling the departure of the train. i rush to the next empty carriage, but as i arrive inside, my limbs were motionless. I had never before seen such splendor, such a magnificent sight. A girl around my age stood a meter away, so innocently, so pure. Shoulder length black hair, checkered sapphire skirt and a blouse as white as snow. I stood there trying to keep my composure. We were face to face, in my mind it was only but her and me. As i stood there my eyes couldn't resist but to gaze in her direction, every time i see her, her eyes seem to wonder away. Stations passed by unnoticed, minutes ticked by like seconds. I try not to look directly at her, but out of amazement i could see her looking in my direction on the corner of my eye. Every time i look away she does the opposite. The lights on the train black out, she could no longer be seen through the dimness. Even though it was but a moment, she was already missed. Lights flicker back on and as it was my stop, i looked over to her one last time, our eyes made contact. It was as though heaven has come crashing down upon my world. Smiles were exchanged as I wandered off the train. i could see her peering out of the window. The train departs, Further she went and further until she was no longer in sight. My only opportunity. Gone, forever to remain lost, but that moment of perfection was worth more than every minute spent...

Vroom Vroom...  at the starting line