17 September 2012
Today was the day that his truest love returns He wanted to hear all about what she had learnt
She and some friends were backpacking together He told his sweetheart that he would wait forever
The months passed by with a heaviness in his heart Although he'd never say, it was tearing him apart
They stayed in touch as much as they both could It was difficult for him, though he understood
She told him how much she missed being in his arms He told her to stay safe, not wanting her to come to any harm
Their love remained strong even though the miles were many But neither of them could think of reasons to end it, not any
When you find the one, who you want to spend all your days You'll do anything to keep that going, you'll find a way
So they counted down the days that she would return home They had so many plans, their love had truly grown
So on Christmas eve, she would be returning without hesitation At 16.44pm, platform 9 at Paddington station
Approaching Paddington she felt a lump forming in her throat Her hands were shaking and she was fiddling with her coat
For this day should have been one of the happiest in her life Coming to the station, on this day, was cutting like a knife
With a lost feeling and the tears being held at bay She picked up her bags and began to make her way
Stepping off the train, platform 9, she glanced up ahead Her legs felt heavy, inside she was feeling dead
Then through the sea of faces she saw her love stood there Love shone in his eyes as he smiled and stared
She smiled back and waved to him with tender grace Not once did he take his eyes away from her sweet face
Then the tears fell from her momentary happy eyes Sobs were followed by her inconsolable cries
A passer by stopped to ask her if she was alright She looked up at her love, who vanished out of sight
She knew it couldn't be him, for her love had died Three months after she left, he was killed on his motorbike
She wiped her tears and picked up her heavy bags and left Her love remained on platform 9, his love forever kept
©Kim Brown 17th September 2012
Waiting • Opuss № I