My heart races to see him,
But my mind clouds me with doubt.
What if things have changed?
What if we have changed?
But after this quiet war between my heart and mind,
I’ve made my decision.
He stayed this long —
and I know he’s meant to stay forever.
So, I take a deep breath,
And step forward.
I will board the coming train,
Travel toward him —
Toward his arms,
Toward home.
I know I’ll be fine once I reach him.
He’ll take care of me.