the train of love

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white smoke from the train

keep rushing to my brain

remembering all the bliss and pain

on my last summer train:


i walked towards the darkness
of the night

with only the moonlight keeping me
in sight

tremendous trees lead my path

to the bewildering express, i sat


not leaving till completely full

would be loaded when yule

being the only passenger

i couldn't wait any longer


there's no turning back once you enter

and i guess nothing could be better

when you're on a train waiting

but still living and completely breathing


i had no other choice

every night there's a lot of noise

mangy wild creatures hunting
with anger

going out there would be
extreme danger


days and nights subsequently
passed by

different clouds formed in the sky

until one night changed my life

but stabbed and broke my heart
like a knife


a dashing lad entered the
bewildering express

looking at his best and he was 21,
i guess?

i couldn't help but stare at him

his green eyes in the darkness gleamed


he walked toward me and have
beaten my heart

side by side we were together,
a feet apart

he broke the silence with his voice
so manly

"may i know your name, my lady?"


moments with him are treasure

sincere words and demeanor

he said he loves me, so do

and our found love was not a lie


then december came and passengers filled half of the train

learned different lessons, my life
was not vain

met new friends and made adventures together

in a magical vehicle, couldn't it
be better?


at last, the train was fully loaded

ready to go and we departed

going to different parts of the city

leaving this province full of mystery


while he was in a deep slumber,

i couldn't help but wonder

would we be able to meet again?

would he not forget my name?


could not help but cry

could not help to question, "why?"

then he said to me, "love will always find a way"

"but baby, can't you just stay?"


never thought of loving you

never thought of losing you

and now i'm missing you

hope you miss me too


maybe love is never meant to last long

the memories we shared
will become my song

i hope we can continue what we had

on the train I considered
the train of love

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