So
here I lay in my bed, 7:55 in the morning
And I have to go to work at 9
just like all the days before
everything is the same
except you're gone
so in other words, nothing is the same
as the sun sets here and rises there
your days are endlessly filled
to the brim
yet mine feel so empty
it's the feeling of
standing on a train station platform
and watching the trains come and go everyday
mostly go.
so although I miss you more than I dare to say,
I know my train is coming soon
and then I know nothing will ever be the same
and it's scary
because maybe someday
we'll end up on the same platform
at that old train station
and I can't decide if it would be better
to see you again
nothing the same as it was,
or to keep you as a fond memory
in my head.