The Train Stop

May 12, 2017
By zoe22 GOLD, Vienna, Virginia
zoe22 GOLD, Vienna, Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
"A drop in the ocean, a change in the weather," Ron Pope


Time is ticking,
and I sit there on that old train stop bench,
waiting for you to arrive from Pittsburgh,
to tell you how sorry I am,
for how things ended.

Every day, I come and sit on that worn-down bench,
spend my nights reflecting on my past mistakes,
attempting to turn over a new leaf.

Passengers walk by,
appalled at the fact I haven't moved a muscle.
Nevertheless, I am still waiting for you.

Since meeting you,
I've fallen in love,
but knowing that you won't reciprocate those feelings,
I try to conceal them.

We don't talk anymore,
we've been estranged from each other,
and since then,
my life has become like a train wreck.

I care about you so much,
it hurts that you haven't replied back.
It's all my fault,
you have every right to hate me,
but please know that I love you.

Life is not a fantasy,
your train might never arrive after all.
Or it might,
and you'll ignore me,
and I'll be waiting on that worn-out bench till God calls my name. 


The author's comments:

Right now, I am in love with a guy who I barely talk with anymore and want to tell him I do care about him a lot, but he probably likes someone else or just doesn't care about me and that's the hardest part for me.


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kissthemoon said...
on Jul. 23 2017 at 11:16 pm
kissthemoon, Miami Beach, Florida
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Hey there, I love the train in this poem... and the waiting on the bench... it's so deep and poetic, keep it up :)


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