As the train pulled away from the station, we found our way to our seats. Sitting as close as possible. I spent most of the ride just holding her hand and whispering sweet things in her ear. Once and a while she would look out the window... I thought nothing of this at the time, I was too busy studying her beautiful face. Looking back, I should've seen it coming. The train was shaking from the moment we left the station. In that moment nothing mattered. We would hold on to each other and smile, no matter what the consequences. Suddenly she looked in my eyes, stood up and headed off down the isle. She starred right through me for a second before she hung her head and closed the door to the next car. The shaking was obvious now. The train left the tracks and rolled violently for what seemed like an eternity. When it finally came to rest I found myself trapped in a twisted bunch of wreckage. I can see her through the window in the door, but I cannot reach her, I am severely injured.