when the luster for life is all gone
when you've found a piece of yourself in him
when you said you, "love," him but you didn't
you just loved the idea of him
holding on to your youth, your innocence
it's all you have left
as the last train dwindles away into the distance
before sleep falls on you
so fades away the dolls and old songs.
And pirate ships of many more...
tales and glorious adventures
glories of first kiss in a rain-shed car
blue with wet drops in the inside,
but dry and warm.
As the last train dwindles away into the distance
and the old songs play on the radio.
11/10/08
