Never Give Up Hope….
She stood there, alone, on the fringes of the crowd. There were people milling about, meeting, greeting, exchanging words. Some were expressing great joy, embracing and smiling while still others just hurried about their business. And still, she continued to stand there alone.
Her hands made steady work of the tattered ends of her scarf. She clutched it tightly in both hands unconsciously tugging with great impatience. The platform was damp and foggy and there was a strong odor of burning coal. The train whistle sounded as the crowd thinned but still she stood there waiting.
She had no where else to go. She hoped and prayed that this time he would step off the train with the others. She was too afraid to look up so she stared down at her worn leather boots. She thought about those boots for a moment. Recalling the warm color of caramel they had once been but now from age and wear they appeared to be a deeper shade of chocolate. There were fresh water stains on them now from the puddle she ran through while avoiding the on coming carriage earlier.
Her clothes were now weighing her down heavily soaked by the rain. Her dampened hair curled around her face and her cheeks were red and chafed. A chill visibly shook her body but she barely noticed. It didn't matter, she wasn't going anywhere. She would wait in this spot forever if necessary. She had to tell him what was in her heart. She had to tell him the truth. They parted so badly last time.
Over and over she relived those last moments before he slammed the door closed leaving her wordless and defeated. Didn't he know? How could he not see the truth. For all her actions, for all her words, how could he not recognize reality? There were reasons. There were lies. There was a supreme sacrifice and she had been it. She thought giving him up was the answer only realizing too late that she had been wrong.
She began to pace back and forth. Try as she might she couldn't gain control over her emotions. She felt the panic rise within and desperately tried to beat it back down. He had to know, she would make him understand.
She sighed and unconsciously reached into her pocket and touched the letter she would give him. Everything she had been feeling was scribbled on that single sheet of paper in her pocket. The emotions just poured from her heart onto the page effortlessly earlier that day. She had memorized it word for word in case she lost it along the way. Silently, she let the words repeat through her mind....

"Sometimes I feel like my heart will burst from loving you too much. Funny but it's not a about sex. Not that I don't find you incomparably desirable. Not that I don't know there would be tremendous passion and chemistry between us, but it's not about physical need. It’s a love born of more honest things.
I'd like to spend countless hours just taking long walks and discussing our most secret dreams. I'd like to waste away the remainder of my days laughing with you, confiding in you. I'd like to grow old with you in peaceful solitude away from the things of man.
I could spend a life time just looking at you. Memorizing your face. Every tiny line and crease becoming a familiar friend. I’d like to drown in the perfection that I know to be you. I’d like to crawl into your heart and never come out. There’s something so appealing about the idea of curling up in the corner of your soul. The feeling of safety and warmth that could be found there.
I’d like to walk to the edge of the universe and find you waiting for me. No hell, no heaven, no earth, only the two of us. There needn’t be anymore than that. My paradise, my Eden. If only it could be.
I’d like to ravage you by candlelight. I’d like to drown in your eyes and be burned by your touch. I wish that I could. I’d like to drink in your very essence.
And, perhaps, if there were time, I think I'd like very much to kiss you just once so that I could know the nearest thing to perfection that there ever was."

She wanted the chance to find out what could have been had she not pushed him away. Her own cowardice destroyed the happiness she had always longed for. If she had but given herself up to it, things could have been so different. But she would not believe in her own heart. She could not trust in it. She would not give faith to that which had come to mean so much to her. And now she was left alone filled with regret.
If only he would let her prove her love. If only he would try one more time. This time she would not run from it, or him. She would not call him harsh and unseemly names. She would not doubt, hesitate or faulter. She would run to him, throw herself into his open arms and let all the love within her pour out. She would wrap herself around him, swallowing him whole as he dissolved insider her. She would melt at his every touch and sigh his name. Drowning in his eyes, devouoring his soul. Shiverying, quivering at his slightest touch. Never getting her fill of him and certainly, always wanting more.
If he would but ask it of her, she would prove her love in any way he wished. She'd walk to the very edge of the universe if he wanted. Yet, she knew that at the end of her life, no matter how far away he sent her, she would find her way back to him, where her heart began.
And, if he ever allowed her back into his heart again, there she would stay, warm and safe forever. It would be as if life began and ended in that moment. All the love, all the happiness that would endure for all their days. She'd give up everything for just a taste of it now. If only she had seen it before it was too late.
And with that, a single tear silently slid down her cheek. Her shoulders slumped ever so slightly as she began to accept defeat. She began to lose hope of ever finding him again. She turned her face up, closed her eyes and let the rain wash away her tears and made a silent prayer. For one last moment, she stood motionless, face up turned and drenched with rain.
Hesitantly, she turned and began to walk away. It would be easier not looking back so she stared down at her feet, at those worn leather boots, as she walked. As she reached the edge of the station she felt a hand upon her shoulder. For a moment she felt pure electricity surge through her entire body. Had she been struck by lightening she wondered? She slowly turned around and found herself staring into the bluest eyes she had ever seen. For an instant she forgot how to breathe. Her knees went weak and her heart raced. There was so much she had needed to say, yet there were no words. She simply looked up once more into the grey and misty sky and whispered, "thank you."
A smile slowly surfaced in his concerned expression. He brushed a wet lock of hair out of her eyes and gently said, "Ready to go home now? I think we have a few things we need to talk about." The simple question he asked left her amazed and speechless. He had come for her, as she should have known he would have. He pulled her against him to shield her from the rain. Instantly she began to feel warm again. He gently kissed the top of her head as they began the walk home.
And, with that she knew it was time to believe what her heart had been telling her all along. All was right with the world.