Olivia reached up and took Sam's face into her small, delicate hands. Her green eyes firmly fixed on his, she moved her face slowly towards his and gently kissed his mouth. She wasn't sure if that was something she should do. She wasn't sure how he would respond. But, she knew that if she did not take this chance, her one and only chance, she would regret it for the rest of her life.
As he responded to their first kiss, he pulled her closer and held her tight. Holding on to that one last moment together, they heard the train approaching the station. The noise of the engine reminding them that their moment in time was over.
He let go of her and said, "Don't go. Not now. Not since we've found each other again."
But, she explained, that she couldn't stay. She had responsibilities, commitments, small children and a husband. She had to return to her life.
Someone called out "All aboard" and they held each other's hands. She stepped back towards the train, her arms stretching further from him, their fingers holding on until, one by one, each finger let go of a hand. With their eyes never leaving each other's gaze, she boarded the train. She blew him a kiss.
As she sat in a seat near the window, she looked out and saw him standing there. He looked so sad and all alone. She wanted to go to him, to be with him forever, for he was her one true lost love from many years ago.
She felt the train jerk and like a flash of lightening, it was gone and she no longer saw Sam. A sorrowful tear slowly fell down her cheek. She opened her small bag to look for her handkerchief and there she saw the picture of her baby that she carried with her everywhere. She smiled slightly. And she remembered, once again, of responsibilities, commitments, children and a husband who were waiting for her return.
She would never see Sam again, but she would always love him. Always.