The night air was cold and the wind was constant as she walked the streets alone. Her head was done lost in the thought of the one she lost.
And the one she loved.
She lifted her head hearing footsteps. She dismissed it because only she and the person she lost knew about it.
She kept walking and when she heard the footsteps again she spun around. No one was there but when she turned around a man in a black trench coat stood inches in front of her.
"Who are you?" she said.
"A memory at best" the stranger said. And with that he kissed her.
'This voice' she thought. 'This sent, this skin and his lips.'
'Train!' she thought happily kissing him with all the passion she had. He broke the kiss moving down to her neck. He trailed kisses down her neck biting the skin softly. She moaned softly with each kiss.
Then suddenly he stopped. He kissed her passionately again then began to fade.
"Train! Where are you going?" she yelled.
"Sorry Princess" Train said. "But I can't be here very long"
"But I don't want you to go!" Eve yelled. "I love you!" she said tears beginning to fall.
"I love you too, Eve" he said. He flashed her his trade mark grin before fading completely.
"Train" Eve said quietly hugging herself and crying quietly.