esalamy
The train rolled away, and I ran to the middle of the tracks to perfectly frame your leaving in my mind, like a picture that I will pull up whenever I need reassurance. You've left my life and I am whole and I am better, and now I have that memory embedded into my brain. The train rolling away with you on it, and me safely left behind.
I sat and reminisced about where I was going and where I had been. This was the transition. Everything behind me was in the past, it was young and juvenile. Everything ahead of me was my future, my travel plans, my opportunity. The unknown.