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[summertrain]

I don't have anything to quibble with. Although I disagreed with the rationale for going in, we'll be in this situation for a while. Is the sacrifice worth it? I think so.

it's dizzying, the rain tonight,
beating down furiously
while I look up at the starlight
the wind gusts around me
as if it was angry, but it's not
it's a little past midnight
and i'm feeling fine
under the shelter of a bus stop now
my shoes are soaked
dirty mud puddles
i'm fine

ran into an old friend in the city
that i hadn't seen in years
the bar, a whirl of people
dark and everything seems
a little more real when you're silhouettes, dimly lit
the sharp contours of your bodies undisturbed
by colors, the shades of aging

she sat on a stool drinking alone
i thought i'd say hello to the brooding beauty
didn't recognize her until she turned around
immediately i knew but was surprised
because i thought i was the only one
that moved this far out of town
surprised, she said, "how did you find your way here?"
"i took a flight out of boston and never looked back"

we sat drinking and told each other
how we filled our missing years

with more drinks, we started reminiscing
crying over an old friend's death
smiling over shared memories
intoxicating effervescence in a corner of a moody ambience

we parted before midnight
she had to catch an early flight
she gave me her number
"let's catch up again sometime," she whispered
and slipped away into the night

miles away from a place we called home
our paths intersected again
what were the chances?
the rain fell as i walked to the bus stop
(it always rains on this side of town)
but i'm glad i had the chance to live it,
and so much more, all over again,
reliving youth and the years...
i missed that girl.