0015 The Couple On The Station Platform

There’s this couple they’re standing there, not close enough to be about to kiss and separate, one for the train, the other more slowly back, but close people pass them, one way, the other, they’re still; they’re calm, it’s an important decision but they’re sensible people, they’re going to make this together, give each other space, take it slowly so that years and children on from now they’ll look back and know they did the right thing at the time whether they’re together then or happily two different families, two different partners, no regrets. if they’d been standing like that for just five seconds, they’d be simply deciding whether there was time to grab a quick snack or whether to risk what’s on the train but they’re still standing there; time is less important than that they should decide together so that they’ll feel the same way forever as they feel soon, when the moment comes that they know what they’ll do this is not a film, or some poem which has a beginning and an end it's now and it’s two lives and I, an onlooker drawn in a passing glance, into these two lives, am caring for these two people I know nothing about, so much that I cannot bear to know the outcome in case I know too much even though I know they’ll make the right decision. I walk on, slowly, as if I’m carrying something important that I’ll unpack later.