Even when I'm not sure if you can hear me, I know my words will get through
When you're going 100 miles a hour- my idea is recognized
If I'm close to tears and no words can be said, you simply hold me close
I know that nothing I say will be told to someone else
You are my train

I think- that sometimes..
I am yours.
Your train.

We yell
We cry
We write
We relate.
*Trains