The Platform (Poem)
All the leaves have faded
and snow has taken its place,
just like that night
when I said goodbye to your face.
Standing on this platform waiting for the train,
tears start to roll down my cheek
as I recount each mistake,
but I don’t care about them anymore,
I’m done being heartbroken in a place I’m not meant for.
Tonight the train will arrive and I’ll step on,
not looking back
cause there’s something more out there for me,
and I’m going to it.