Friday's Train

Friday's Train(Al Ojeda) She left last Friday afternoon, how fitting this journey was. I remember just like yesterday that we met on a porch near my home in Las Vegas. I didn't care for what the people said about her, she was one of a kind for me. She made me laugh and we had a blast. I didn't mean for her to go like that. It went through my head at an instance. "Why can't you understand", she said as her final words. I could not withstand this feeling anymore.

Just last Monday, she packed her bags as she was going to Florida for a "few weeks". I didn't think this was possible as she and I were having the time of our lives but I guess that the good doesn't last. The mood was solemn at best as I prepared my pitch for her to stay. She rejected me as quick as a bullet from a gun. My tears turned into dry crystal drops from my red eyes. She didn't care, not even a sight of sadness from her eyes, as she had nothing for me anymore.

Last Wednesday we stood side by side watching the new year end. Still, things had not changed one bit between us. When the clock hit 12:00pm it's where she said to me: "Monsters die, monsters don't live long in this world." I felt enraged inside but held my anger and left her side. I crumbled in the ground screaming as to why she didn't want me the way I was. Thursday was now and for me now was never to do something. I confronted her as to why she felt distant with me, she looked at me with eyes of an angel and grazed my chin. She laughed in my face and whispered: "You're a mere insect in this world, insects get squished. I am Queen and you're nothing but dirt from my shoes".

It was then that I could not sustain anymore hits of this fake appearance she made to be. I contemplated the actions as to do what but in the end I reached a conclusion. My heart doubtful as to what might be the aftermath of this act but I didn't care. I lived alone before, I can live alone again. I took her by the neck and gripped it as if it were a grape. Her eyes began to tear as she reached her hand towards my face. My teeth pressing hard against my lips and my veins from my arms popping out slowly. I looked into the mirror and saw my poor reflection of the man I had been before. I couldn't go on with this and let go of her neck.

I left the room with her laying on the floor unconscious. I took my belongings and left the house. I walked and walked for miles and for as many days as I could count. The sun was as beautiful as it ever was, my heart still felt hunger and remorse. She is by now in Florida, I should take a ride to visit her. That is, if the Florida I imagine in my head is as hot as where I am standing now, where all I hear is laughs and screams. My train has hit its destination, I couldn't be happier.