TO INFINITY AND BEYOND

He whispered the answers to you when he jumped back onto the platform, tackling you with a bear hug, "We will meet again. Promise." Your tears created wet splotches on his t-shirt.

When he was inside the train again the tears had dried up; from your face, and his shirt. They did not make their comeback until you were sitting in the train that would deliver you home. They yet again formed stains, but this time on the sketch of you and him, gliding to infinity and beyond on rusty swings.