there he was standing on the opposite side of the platform from me
his hair tousled, his smirk mystifying my morning mind
he caught the 7:05 while I caught the 7:09
and I never had the chance to ask for his name
his smirk and tousled hair haunted me
but then as always
I would awake
thick with sweat
and wondering who
was the boy on the other side of the tracks..
a/n
i have a travellers heart
p.s.
i just love that gif so v much wow !