one last touch before he gets on this train
arms wrapped around me
is it a nice way to end ?

is there anything i can say
any phrases that could reflect
the amount of joy i felt ?

i don't think so
silence wins again
just the way it did back then

blue t-shirt
too bright to be his eyes
too rough to be his skin

he gets in
and before i know it he's gone
just like that
no later this time

if he dared to glance back
would he have seen how much
of him there was left in me ?

because i can't be myself anymore

tomorrow he'll be oversea
while i'll still be here
waiting for some kind of miracle

the same one that made us meet
the tiny amount of luck we both needed

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inspired by call me by your name, such a beautiful movie