It has been like waiting at the station for the train.
But when the train finally came,
I watched it hiss away from my sight.
My mind like a pendulum ticked from side to side:
Wait! go. Wait! go.
In the end I decided to wait.
Maybe it was for the next train.
Maybe for the same train.
I walked away from the station; Sad.
Because all along I have been inside the train,
Just waiting for the next stop.