The Midnight Train — Flower

Flower

He wanted it to slow down. Not then, but now, watching it back. He wanted those days to pass like centuries. No, he didn’t want them to pass at all. He wanted the train to pull to a halt somewhere in that patch of life and for him to stay there. He just wanted to live inside a moment of that life with her forever, to pluck it like a flower and press it in a book, and just stay on that page until the end of time.