We stood aimlessly on the platform waiting
For a car to brighten the dark track we stared long into.
“Is it ours?” We thought.
“Wait… which one is ours?”
We had only a moment to resolve.
…
Didn’t matter,
any direction is a direction of exploration
Of adventure and memories to be had.
So we galavanted in these dark and deep tunnels.
Miles and miles of metal to decide
What our next stop could be.
With you by my side,
I’ll ride this train local
And love every moment.