between the railways

Many years have passed ....but the passing of the days meant no more than the white foam left off by the sea as it pulls back from the shore ...only a passing thing ....
his whole life revolved around the little time he once had with her ...she meant a lot to him ...much more than he would've ever imagined ....
It wasn't great happy times which he longs for...they were just as painful as his eternal anguish...yet...he felt more alove than ever back then .. the sun felt warmer ...and the clouds pranced across the sky .... the world cried when he cried and smiled whenever he smiled ...and it was all because of her....

But it's time to give it all away ...to kill that part of him before it kills him and all that's left of his life .... he needed an action ... a symbol ...an ending ..closure of some sort to trick himself into forgeting all about her ....

With shakey hands he approached the cupboard where he had stacked everything ...yeah he feared that cupboard ...and as he sadly picked pictures out of old boxes with stickers of smiley faces on them ...and as he puffed the dust away from teddy bears he once cheriched ...his wounds were only more vunerable and exposed as can be .... and there's only one way to force a wound to heal ....he packed it all and walked off towards the nearest train railway .... dropped the box between the tracks and drenched it in gas ...lit a match and set it on fire ...he paused for a second looking at the flames ...hoping they'd devour his anguish as fast as they devour his memories .... he hopes