The Train

The roaring sound of the train brings me back to reality, cutting the strong strings that had tied me to my daydreams. I cannot believe I am finally going to see her again. My heart beats faster and butterflies fly in my stomach as I smile and remember that beautiful sunny day when that mysterious girl talked to me, I look out of the window, the day is just as beautiful as that one. I lay my head on my hand waiting for the train to start moving again. We have stopped in a green valley, and I am not sure why, but I don't really worry as everyone seems calm. Most of them are sleeping anyway.
I cannot help smiling when a colourful butterfly lands on my window. It is really gorgeous. It has its green, orange, pink and yellow purple-spotted wings wide-open. I am sure it is going to be a great day.
I look at the river. It is gently flowing and it's crystal clear, I can even see the fish from here. A voice starts talking: "Ladies and gentlemen, we are sorry for this stop, the train has been fixed and we will be arriving in Madrid in two hours." I look at my mobile phone and send her a text message saying I will arrive 40 minutes late. We start movinf and before I realize, that beautiful velley is left far back now. I watch the flat land full of crops with old people eventually wandering through those huge green mazes. I smile and remember all those times when we would wander in our city, no matter where we would end up.
Time seems to pass slowly. I start seeing buildings. We are almost there. I remember these flats, so high, when I was a child I used to think they were as high as the clouds. Blue sky makes everything look better, even happy. The station gets closer and closer, as my heart beats faster and my hands get a bit sweaty. We are there. All I see is a crowd and...there she is, standing in the place where I last saw her. She looks just as beautiful as then, but this time instead of tears, what most calls my attention from her face is her smile. The train stops, and doors open. I can't wait any longer. I run towards her and hug her tightly as I move her long brown hair from her face to see her eyes, and she whispers: "I'm not going to let you go again."