It WWll and you’re lover is being sent off to war. You both walk to the train station sharing one last kiss. You e talked about when he came back, you’d both get married.. have the more beautiful kids..

If he ever makes it home. As he leaves and enters the train, it hits you both. He calls your name. You run to him.

He pulled his hand out of the window. As you jump he holds you with arm and kissed you. Your last kiss goodbye. He won’t be back until wars over, or so.