Right at the last-minute, I jumped in my car and tried to find her before she left for ever… As I arrived at the train station the train was just leaving, I thought she’d had gone… gone forever… As I drove away, I saw her turn the corner, she missed the train as well.
How could I let her go so easily, I couldn’t. My heart simply won’t let me and my mind, well, that’s a mush at the best of times, but not enough to know I can’t let this one go. Call it fate, call it love but, I think it’s meant to be. I mean who else would put up with my silly ways. It must be love. I know it is on my end, that’s for sure.
Now to get over those insecurities, on both sides.