I used to travel between

Station A and Station D

A journey of about thirty minutes

I always sat in the same seat

And soon became aware

That the girl opposite me

Shared the same habit

We exchanged glances

The odd smile but little else

She knew that I liked football

As I always read the sports pages

I learnt very little about her

Apart from two facts

Her name was Melanie Smith

And that she had a friend named Cora

Our journeys together lasted

For just over a year

Until one day when she was no longer there

I actually missed her for a while

It was a quiet love I suppose

But I got on with my life

Until I changed my job

Which made my previous journey redundant

I travelled on a different train

Until I met April in the planning office

We hit it off straight away

And soon set up home together

I later found out that she knew

The mysterious Cora

Who had told her in passing

That my travelling companion

Had taken her own life

Some years previously

No reason was given

Or at least not shared

This shook me to the edge

It still saddens me to this day