Waiting for You
Hopefully, I stand on the platform waiting,
my spirits lift, as in the distance I glimpse
the silver train with its own proud alacrity.
As it draws nearer it grows in size; closer,
larger, closer, larger until it becomes the
giant metal monster that roars before me.
I step back half terrified from the vibration
in my chest and the fleeting thought that you
may not be a passenger at all… and I lost you.
A deafening thunderous metallic screech as
it slowly draws to a halt and doors slam open.
A protracted silence then, the masses emerge.
People and luggage and bustle all moving to
wherever they go. Strangers pass me by and
I’m invisible to them. I strain looking for you.
Then silence and an emptiness in the pit of my
stomach as doors close and metal giant exits.
Pulling away and tearing my heart out with it.
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