B10:37
I stood on the platform watching the train leave.
I stood on the platform watching the train leave.
The whistle blew and the wheels started to turn.
The whistle blew and the wheels started to turn.
I waved one last time at the window.
I waved one last time at the window.
A hand waved back from behind the glass.
A hand waved back from behind the glass.
Then the train disappeared around the curve.
Then the train disappeared around the curve.
I felt a hollow place in my chest.
I felt a hollow place in my chest.
But it was not completely empty.
But it was not completely empty.
It held the memory of the hug we shared.
It held the memory of the hug we shared.
And the sound of their laugh before boarding.
And the sound of their laugh before boarding.
Goodbyes are like that, I think.
Goodbyes are like that, I think.
They take something away but leave something too.
They take something away but leave something too.
Goodbye at the Station
by @mason_18