The Train’s Direction

It is a sunny day

In three minutes you would turn my way

Over the station’s din I hear you say

“Is this seat taken?”

I thought you were rude but was mistaken

For your lips curved and your nostrils flared

Your brows demanded as your eyes stared

But you blinked and broke into a smile

Hours could have passed but it was only a while

I straightened up and shook my head

Pulling out the chair, smiling you said

“Can you mind my seat, I’ll get a tea?”

I smiled with a nod as you looked toward me

Briskly you paid, picked the large size

Came back over, feigned some surprise

You took a chance, used an obvious line

“Our cups are the same, it must be a sign

We must follow on this order from the divine”

I pursed my lips and gave a little sigh

You laughed once more and accepted the lie

“You’re just so pretty I had to give a try”

And while it may have been a trick so old

We talked and talked until the tea went cold

Before we knew it the train had screeched

You smiled happily as the boundaries were breached

Our train was the same direction.

 

Sat together and giggled the whole ride

Gave me a little kiss, pulled me aside

Decided to call me the very next night

Wasn’t too long before our first fight

And while all evening I may have cried

When we kissed goodbye, we smiled so wide

The weeks turned to months, months to years two

I couldn’t imagine a life without you

In my thoughts, you were on my mind

Jaded lovers of the same, old kind

Ended up creating the usual rhyme

And as would have happened, T’was the end of our time

The squabbles, the quarrels, the everyday row

A couple of years, and we let it go

Yet I was glad that once did I know

A boy who bought tea and said hello

And I had thought about him every day.

 

It is a sunny day

In three minutes you would turn my way

Over the station’s din, I hear you say

“Is this seat taken?”

You blinked once and broke into a smile

Hours could have passed but it was only a while

“Can you mind my seat, I’ll get a tea”

I smiled with a nod as you looked toward me

You took a chance, used an obvious line

“Our cups are the same, it must be a sign”

And while it may have been a trick so old

We talked and talked until the tea went cold

Before we knew it the train had screeched

You smiled happily as the boundaries were breached

Our train was the opposite direction.

I thought about you once more.

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