We said goodbye on the platform. Every moment that passed I tried to savour, to take in every last bit of everything that I was looking at. Tracing the outlines of the objects around me, studying the light and colours, framing each glance like a photograph. To truly live in that moment and try to keep it. I did not want to go back to where I had to go. But I had to go. So as the tidal wave of time pushed me further from where I wanted to be, I clung to every second and pretended that I could do the impossible. That I could stop time and stay there forever.