Your waiting for a train. A train that will take you far away.
You cant be sure where it will take you, but it doesn't matter anymore
Seating on the platform, holding a bottle of scotch in hand
You find yourself alone on the train with no one you know
Have you put in your all? because sometimes your all is simply not enough
The platform slowly disappear into the smokes along with my smiles
That seed I planted needs nurturing and care to bloom
Unfortunately, I see it dying
Had you tried harder had you stop making excuses
Things might end very differently, happy ending perhaps is gone forevermore
You See, there's this place in me where your fingerprints still rest, your kisses still linger, and your whispers softly echo.
It's the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me.
Like a photo frame hanging on the wall
Rainbow crayons lying on the floor
Color your gray scale life, things never will be the same.
With every goodbye we learn, don't we?
So, goodbye
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