i fall in love
with the city lights
under the layer of a crowded train
penetrating through the silence of the night
alone, thinking of you
and all the "almost" that we could be
but never would
the feelings that i am unable to label
the mess that i am resting upon
the love that i am losing sight of
the life that i am living for others
i lean against the subway doors
asking myself where would the next stop be
and when should i get off?

i am staring at the windshield
the night is coming to an end
we are still chasing the moon
and my heart is still chasing love
but love isn't always there for anyone.