ARRIVE
My life is like a journey,
This train has its own stop,
The stations I passed were many,
In your platform my feelings drop.
So many passengers are waiting,
In you and within me,
Just like my 'love' passenger was hidden,
Wanting and waiting to reach thee.
This passenger wants to descend,
Yet it fears the emotions to compete,
It wonders whether the platform needs
To fill up its empty seats.
Alas! The horn blows,
It's time for me to depart,
No matter where I go,
I'll hold you in my heart.
I usually do not promise,
But I promise to return,
Till that moment ARRIVES,
With anticipation we burn.
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