Friday, January 2, 2009

the next stop is..

the last act of love was to let go
to not use words or reason to pull you back, so i chose not to blame



maybe relationships... are like train platforms,
people come & leave their marks,
then people leave when the the time's up & the train arrives


my heart however,
is like one of those lonely signs standing on the platform,
with the words: Stop and
Wait
Dont go on the next train..
written all over it.


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