At The Station

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I thought I saw you

At the station.

I turned around without thinking

With a panic in my heart

And 

An ache in my throat,

Imagining I might catch you.

I almost tripped and fell in my haste.

Then my mind caught my heart

Before it leapt to far ahead

And reminded me I had done this before.

I had begged and chased

Shamelessly.

I was lost in the moment no more.

Just like that.

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