Semi-transparent moon in the pale blue sky the same color as the butterflies on my flare pants that flounce when I walk just the same way my heart did the first time my eyes landed on you.

As this coach car carries me on rails of steel I stare out the window and watch the trees pass by faster than the years

I never thought our forever was not gonna last and the time we parked at Logan, section U2 near the exit sign we didn’t know ours was near, too.

Or did we? That diner breakfast crying over eggs and coffee finally getting honest

But it would take so much more, wouldn’t it? If have to go down into a black hole, afterall I was used to my screams being swallowed whole and no one, you especially, not listening to me

This train, this train, taking me back to who I always was and to where I wanted to be. At least now in the care of someone who wants to love me right. I’m in the arms of me.