Standing on the edge, I wait for the train. Fear lurks on the walls. Eyes of old, blind and deaf, talk to me in the darkness. My heart pounds uneasily. Yet, I do not feel alone. Just an instant. Just my breath. And the light of the train approaching. Filling up the tunnel. I look for your hand. Cannot find it. Cannot imagine it. I look for you. You are long gone. I step forward. Lose my balance. Homeward bound. Finally.