Its cold. Freezing cold. My mitten wrapped hands are beginning to become stiff. My toes have already lost feeling. I take a risk and pull my sleeve up to see what time it is.
"Where is he? He was supposed to be here thirty minutes ago..." I pull my goose bump covered arm back into my jacket.
I look around the train station as more arrivals appear. Lovers grabbed and kiss each other passionately, family members greet each other with warm hugs and hearty laughs as they retell all the things the other had missed. And then there's me. Waiting for someone who I knew would never show up. His train was supposed to have been in thirty minutes ago.
I pull my snowflake covered hat farther down, way past my ears. I trudge back and forth in the snow, the wood of the station appearing for a second, then getting coated one more in snow. Another train passes, no one I know gets off. I could feel my little heart start to break. Maybe he doesn't want to see me? Maybe that's why he didn't come? I look up and the white sky, snowflakes hittig my bright red face. Its Christmas Eve, and it didn't start exactly how I wanted it to.
Then I hear a train. I looked around the station. There's only one other person. This has to be the one. Things rush through my mind as the train slowly comes to a stop. How I met him, when he first held my hand on that beach in Mexico, when we went to the fair together and I got ice cream in my hair, when he tickled me until I can't breathe, when he kissed me for the first time. That was all almost three years ago. We had kept our relationship going by FaceTiming, calling each other, email, and texting. And now, I might just get to see him after he moved to Canada. I was still in New York, waiting for the day that I could see him again.
People begin to get off the train. I feel my heart start to pound in my chest. The first person came off. A woman. The man sitting on the bench jumped up and ran towards her. They embraced and the man pulled back a took a good look at her. He then grabbed her again and kissed her. After their kiss the man grabbed her bags and they went inside the station.
I stood there, waiting for a miracle. No one else got off the train. I turned around and walked back to the bench and sat down. All of my feelings turned into tears. I put my face in my hands as tears streamed down my face.My body shuddered and my muscles began to get cold. Then I heard the train slowly pull away from the station. I cried harder. He didn't come! I rubbed my eyes and put my elbows on my knees and sniffed.
Then I felt something warm wrap around my forearms. I sat up, surprise on my face.
"Hello, baby girl." A bright smiled greeted me.
"Alex!" I there my arms around him and tears began to fall down my face again. "I didn't think you were going to come!" My tears left wet spots on his jacket.
"And miss spending Christmas with you? Never!" He said laughing. He stood up and spun me around, my arms latched sound his neck.
He set me down and grabbed my face, looking intently at me.
"You've are just as beautiful as ever." He told me. I laughed."Sure."
"No, I'm not kidding, you are stunningly beautiful." Now I was really crying. Not because I was sad, I was just so relieved to see him.
"Hey, hey don't cry." He said, wiping the tears off my frozen face. I hugged him again.
"I've missed you so much." I cried. He rubbed my back, leaving warmth.
"I know baby girl, I know." Then he pulled away and looked at me again, his chocolate eyes staring into my grey eyes. Then he slowly placed his hand on the back of my neck and pulled me towards him. I closed my eyes as our lips collided. I put my arms around his neck and brought myself closer, breathing in the smell of evergreen. He pulled away and grabbed my hands.
