I stayed in my seat as the subway doors opened. I watched quietly as random strangers walked out the doors only to be replaced by new faces. How ironic, I thought to myself as a sudden realization came to me. These people coming and going in and out of this subway mimicked my life in a strange sort of way. It's been so many years now since I last saw her and while people have come in my life and gone, it is her I still long for. Just as these strangers sit inches from me, only to stand up and leave, have I seen so called 'friends' do the very same thing in my life. Just as I long to see her face just one more time, I sit in my seat quietly watching the crowd as if she will walk in at any minute and sit down next to me.
I could tell you how we first met or how incredible our short time together was, but I could never find the words to express just what that time meant to me. I could tell you about the countless drives we took down the turnpike with the top down listening to our favorite songs, but I couldn't properly convey how much I miss those days. Maybe I could spend some time diving into the deepest parts of my mind and share the darkness I have felt spending these past few years without her, but that would not make for a good story.
The sound of the heavy steel wheels of each car continue to hypnotize me and let my mind wander further and further back until a smile begins to creep up on my face. I held that smile as long as I could and as the subway stopped and the doors opened yet again, there remained one face across from me that did not move. While I watched the blur of people quickly make their way out and the doors shut behind them, I slowly realized there was only two of us left inside.
I pulled my hair aside with my fingers as I strained to wake up and focus on the figure before me and as I fought the effects of the last night's alcohol, I saw her blonde hair. My eyes dropped to the floor and stared at my feet for a few seconds before I felt brave enough to look up at her again. I slowly looked up and followed the black boots up to her knees. I enjoyed the warm tan on her thighs for a few seconds before sliding up to her white little dress I had always loved on her. The smile crept up on me again as my eyes followed the curves of her beautiful large breasts with the long strait strands of hair draped over them. My eyes stopped only when they reached her eyes. Those piercing blue eyes that had haunted my dreams for so long now stared back at me and held me there in that moment.
"How are you Kevin?"
I hesitated as I tried to find my voice, "Elizabeth? Is that really you?" I finally managed to ask. "I can't believe it's really you."
"I've been looking for you Kevin. I'm glad I finally found you. I called all your old friends and nobody knew where you were at. I was on my way home and decided to take the subway which I hardly ever do...and here you are...here we are."
"I've been looking for you too Liz. I knew you didn't want to see my anymore, but in my mind you were always smiling back at me."
"I'm smiling back at you now Kevin."
The train continued it's path through the dark tunnels that surround the city. The sounds of the cars riding on their tracks continued past each stop without stopping once. I wondered how long we would be allowed this time alone together like this before once again strangers past between us and pushed us apart.
Liz stood up and made one step forward and slowly knelt down in front of me with her hands sliding over my knees. I looked at her as she moved her arms around my face and pulled me down into her lips as she reminded me why I loved her kisses so much. We continued like this for a few moments as our bodies relaxed together. It seemed as if each moment we had spent passionately together came rushing back to us all at once.
"Shhhhh," Liz whispered as I started to say something. "No talk...not yet..."
