A20:25
I stand on the platform.
I stand on the platform.
The train is already here.
The train is already here.
I wave one last time.
I wave one last time.
Her face disappears behind the glass.
Her face disappears behind the glass.
The train moves slowly.
The train moves slowly.
I feel a hole in my chest.
I feel a hole in my chest.
Goodbye is a heavy word.
Goodbye is a heavy word.
But it is not the end.
But it is not the end.
We will meet again.
We will meet again.
Goodbye at the Station
by @chloestories