Friction Wheel

Your city's left behind
Train departs on time
You now know you
Could've held my hand for a lifetime
Train leaves him behind
Try to freeze the scene
Between your hands
Window frames are blurring in the evening, you
Trace his lips' shape
On the misted window pane
It's a shame
To only now know your mistake
What sparked
In the last handshake
Will take a whole world's turn
To relate

For now
You'll wait
Remind yourself who waits
Turning right three times brings change
You'll change

But a crowded train station still frames his face
Hold him close
Then depart again

Alone again too soon
Train's been listening too
It shares your wound
Every time it has to leave station's womb
Friction feeds the burn
Wisdom keeps you firm
You need to be
With yourself
While memory helps you
Learn, if you
Never left you'd be
Unable to discern
Once returned
Why he's the man that makes you sure
What's grown
In your silent room
Is understanding home
Is his embrace

For now
You'll wait
Crying on the train
But movement needs this open space
Turning right three times brings change
You'll change

But a crowded train station still frames his face
Hold him close
Memorize the way
Streetlights will fill
His eyes, and it will
At night help you sleep more well