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B10:44
B10:44
I watched you walk toward the train.
Pinanood kitang maglakad papunta sa tren.
Your bag was heavy on your shoulder.
Mabigat ang bag mo sa balikat.
We both knew this goodbye was long.
Alam nating pareho na mahaba ang paalam na ito.
The station clock ticked so loud.
Napakalakas ng tiktak ng orasan sa istasyon.
You turned and gave a small smile.
Lumingon ka at ngumiti nang bahagya.
That smile carried all our years.
Dala ng ngiting iyon ang lahat ng taon natin.
I held my breath as doors closed.
Napahinga ako nang huminto habang sumasara ang pinto.
The train moved with a gentle hum.
Umandar ang tren na may mahinang ugong.
Your face blurred behind the glass.
Nagmistulang malabo ang mukha mo sa salamin.
I waved until I couldn't see you.
Kumaway ako hanggang sa hindi na kita makita.
Then the platform became empty again.
Tapos naging desyerto ulit ang plataporma.
I stood there, holding your scarf.
Tumayo ako roon, hawak-hawak ang iyong scarf.
AN
The Last Wave at the Platform
by @andrea_58