Chapter 66: never-all the luck in the world.

poems.Words: 562

I'm sitting in the train,

sitting next to the window

watching the rain

listening to this one song

you showed me last night

and I feel

that I should be ashamed of myself

for thinking

that I already know who you are

I am ashamed

cause you opened up to me

in so many ways

and I'm sitting here

with trees and towns

coming and going next to me

I get lost of words

just like the artist in my ears

singing your song

to my heart right now

and I'm ashamed

cause I thought

I would be the only one of us

who has some music to show

you are so much more

I could have expected