Gemotions

The bustling train station swirled with a thousand stories. He saw her, Lisa, and approached, his hand trembling slightly. After explaining their shared history, the years of friendship, Lisa simply stared, a polite stranger, and apologized. He watched the train pull away, a strange feeling blooming in his chest. He felt…light. He took a deep breath. She was alive, well, and moving forward. He smiled as he walked towards the exit, feeling a surprising sense of peace settle over him.