Goodbye

I sit in the train, looking back.

I see you standing on the platform, waving.

“I’ll be back,” I say to you in my head.

But all I hear are the train wheels going chug, chug.

I see you on the platform, waving.

I wish that I were there or you were here.

But all I hear are the train wheels going chug, chug.

I don’t know when I’ll hear your voice again.

I wish that I were there or you were here.

I watch you shrinking smaller with distance.

I don’t know when I’ll hear your voice again.

After this train, I’ll get on an airplane that will take me across the world.

I watch you shrinking smaller with distance,

While I stay life-sized as always.

After this train, I’ll get on an airplane that will take me across the world.

I don’t want you to fade into only a memory.

I don’t want you to fade into only a memory.

“I’ll be back,” I say to you in my head.

But I stay life-sized as always,

As I sit in the train, looking back.

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