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The 5:15 platform clock ticks slow
Like it knows what I came here to know
My fingers grip a coffee gone cold
The newspaper I bought you said hello
But the words are blurred now
And I don't remember which platform was yours
Or the color of the coat you said you'd wear
When you'd come back to me someday
The train at 5:45 pulled in
I watched every door for your face to appear
The crowd moved past like a silent film
And nobody called out my name
Just the wind through the station speakers
Playing some song about leaving
And I stood there like a ghost
Among the travelers and the dreams they're chasing
I remember the last time I held your hand
At the bench near the old fountain
Where the pigeons gather crumbs at noon
And you said you'd write me letters from the coast
You said some things take time to grow
That the distance was just weather
That the waiting would be worth it
If we believed enough in forever
But the letters stopped coming in September
And the phone just rang and rang
I told myself you were busy
That your days were full of other things
I didn't want to seem desperate
Or clingy or demanding
So I let the silence grow
Until it filled the space where your voice used to be
Now I'm standing at this platform
Watching people say goodbye
Some are laughing, some are crying
And I don't know which side I'm on anymore
The departure board keeps changing
Flights and trains and broken plans
And I've memorized the rhythm
Of the schedules running through this place
A mother wipes her child's face
A man checks his watch for the hundredth time
Two lovers kiss like they'll never touch again
And I think of you and I
We were once like them
We were once so certain
That the world would wait for us to find our way
The 6:30 announcement came
Delayed by forty minutes they said
I laughed because what else can you do
When the universe is laughing too
At the man who still believes
That someone might still come
That the woman who said she loved him
Might remember where she said she'd be
I've been coming here for months now
Every evening at the same time
The ticket man knows my face
He nods when I walk past the gate
He doesn't ask anymore
If I'm meeting someone or leaving
He just lets me stand here
In this cathedral of almost
The coffee shop downstairs
Still plays that song you loved
The one about the ocean
And the tide that pulls you in
I never learned the words
But I remember how you hummed it
When you thought I wasn't listening
When you thought I couldn't see
That something in your eyes was drifting
Like a ship losing its shore
And I wanted to hold you closer
But I didn't want to hold you back
So I let you go to the coast
Let you chase what you needed
And I told myself the story
That we'd both be better for the space
But better for who
Better for what
I ask the empty platform
And the empty platform doesn't answer
Just the wind through the iron arches
The whistle of a freight train
The sound of someone crying
In the bathroom near the tracks
I wipe my eyes with your letter
The one that said you'd return
When the season turned to autumn
When the leaves were falling too
You said autumn was for beginnings
And I believed you then
I believe you still
Even now when autumn's come and gone
The clock above the platform
Has stopped at 7:15
I don't know when it happened
Or if it's been that way all along
Time moves different when you're waiting
Minutes stretch like years
And I've been waiting so long now
I've forgotten what I'm waiting for
Except I haven't
I remember everything
The way you tucked your hair behind your ear
The way you said my name like it was music
The way you promised you'd return
The way I believed you
The way I still believe you
Even when I know I shouldn't
The last train to the coast
Departs at 8 o'clock
I could still catch it
I could still find you
Ask you if you meant it
Ask you if you forgot
Or I could stay here
On this platform where you said goodbye
Let the station swallows
Carry my story to the sky
Let the wind remember
What the wind always knows
That some people leave us
And some people stay
And some people say they'll come back
And mean it when they say goodbye
The ticket man is locking up now
He taps on the window glass
He points to his watch
He points to the gate
And I nod because I understand
That even ghosts have to leave
That even waiting has an ending
Even if it's not the one we want
I fold your letter into my pocket
I drop my coffee in the trash
I walk past the bench where we sat
I don't look back this time
The station lights flicker
Like they're tired too
And the last train pulls away
Carrying everyone but me
Tomorrow I'll wake up
And remember where you said you'd be
And I'll come back to this platform
Like I've been doing all along
Because this is where I still believe
That somewhere in the crowd
Your face will turn toward mine
And you'll say you forgot something
And that something will be me
Until then I'll wait here
At this platform made of dreams
Where the trains all leave on time
And the ones we love don't always come
And that's the way the story goes
In a station made of waiting
Where the clock keeps stopping
And the coffee gets cold
And I keep coming back
And I keep believing
That the next train that arrives
Might be the one that brings you home
To me
To the bench by the fountain
To the letters we never wrote
To the autumn that keeps returning
To the love that stayed behind
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye