You stood beneath the station light,
the kind that softens into blue.
Your hair was damp from rising rain,
your hands unsure of what to do.

I watched you move but not let go,
a breath away, yet far from home.
There’s something cruel in parting slow—
we lost the words, we left alone.

The train exhaled, the silence stayed,
You turned your face, but you never waved

A combination of two individuals coming together to form something bigger and better for ourselves
We quickly realized a new direction would get us through every storm and take us to heavens instead of living hells
I invested in you and you invested in me
We became richer as the stock grew—before we inevitable had to sell

I misheard your emotions, I misheard your needs,
I misheard my own heart, now regret counts the beats.
I misheard your plans and acted like I didn’t care,
Now that I’m without you, your absence is all I hear

Love wrote the highs, loss read the byes.
Now silence pens the chapters where your voice once replied