a train ride.

I looked into your eyes as we spoke,
questioning.
trying to stare into them,
searching for an answer.

it seemed like I could see their depths,
the truth inside.
was it was I wanted to know?
or something else?

can I continue to live a lie?
you are caught up in your own world.
what are your cares?
I want to be one of them.

every moment with you,
I treasure.
even if it was to spend that little more,
I would do it to prolong the time.


these few days are a time for family.
will I ever be part of yours?
but that's too much to ask for,
I should be thankful that you are still a friend.




I don't know why,
somehow,
I just can't seem to get you out of my mind.
why?

maybe I will,
in a week's time when I leave.
then it'll really be over.
your farewell from my life.




and guess one day I'll look back,
gaze into your eyes once again,
finally realising..
it's goodbye.

when you hold my hand.