There are people on the train with their headphones on. I wonder if the music they listen to reminds them of someone waiting at home. Because the music I listen to reminds me of someone too far to reach.
There are people on the train typing furiously into their phone screen. I wonder if it is to answer how many stations left they are from home. Because words I type to my phone are only unanswered “hello”s.
There are people on the train looking up at the media screen. I wonder if they plan to watch the movies recommended there with their loved ones. Because when I look up I saw your favorite movie you’ve been waiting since last year, and I feel like breaking down.
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I am a person on the train, watching the people on the train. Turning off the sad songs. Locking down my phone. Looking away to the blur of streetlights.
And I know they will only remind me of us inside your car, the traffic killing us but we were too busy laughi-
Oh well.