I stared and stared,
His sun kissed, dusky skin aglow.
I searched and searched,
For a deafening silence and a space, darkness-clad.
I tried and tried,
to wear a smile, every time he shunned me.
I cried and cried,
Every night, thinking back, about us.
I moved and moved,
Along the lines of forgetting him.
I thought and thought,
Back to the days when I thought I loved him.
He tried and tried,
To convince me to love him back,
For he finally loved me.
But it was too late, as I moved on,
Only to wake up, every morning, next to the girl I loved most.
Train rides. That should explain it.