They claimed it will be a clear day
I see nothing but imperfect grey
Some glance as if I look strange
Sitting here staring with no luggage
Wall clock pendulum silently swings
Only briefly distracting- thoughts
From the hands that will take you
Into their arms like a lover does
And I’m forced- to bear witness
Because I dare to love you honestly
They’ve called for your train boarding
I stood at the station door- alone
How apropos the sheet of glass is
As the sound of the train grew louder
People smiling, joking- and don’t know
All this pain, I’ try to hold in my eyes
I’ve lost all sight of color- and hope
It wasn’t raining but my face- soaked
The cold breezes make it all too real
Strangers hug and kissing, one last time
Tell me why I was denied, that chance?
I tried desperately to wave- but couldn’t
I watched as you left, between tears
Oh, the surface of this ocean’s breaks
Step by step, you didn’t look back
That image now, froze in my heart
I know it’s not rejection- but still hurts
This is the worst pain, I’ll ever know
I have no choice but let you go- away
Everything else leaves except for this
I feel it etching- deep in my soul now
It hurts, I churn, and it burns- ever slow
One more carload down- your loaded
And even the sound of commotion
Can’t drown this ocean, I’m letting go
Everything seems to be going so fast
And yet all I am feels lost in slow motion
A fog of smoke bellows outwards
The rail wheels turn, there you go
With every promised memory we shared
All those stolen moments of me with you
The air whistle makes it all too permanent
I can barely stand here- catch my breath
My eyes are closed, I pretend its dream
I guess it always starts like this, ghostly
This train comes and takes you home
Taking you from love-me, forever away
I can’t even utter those final words
Because there no good about it at all
Oh, it’s true, our love; it is indelible
But no one told me, how bad it scars
In my mind, my heart and now my soul
This being left here alone…without you
Poet of the Light © 2018
Favorite line: “It wasn’t raining but my face – soaked” god. My heart!
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