But This Train

Rolling my bags down the path
At a fast and steady pace
I head towards
My acceptable mode of transportation
Not far behind me
We at least not in physical distance
Are you running after me
Pleading for one more chance
To make it right
Like you said it would be from the start
I pause for a second only in my mind
To think about us
The potential I saw
The good times, the promises
The whistle blows for the final boarding call
I hand my luggage to the attendant
And glance at you in mid stride
Wishing you put this much energy in
Us before now
I value my time and you knew it
Yet you refused to make a commitment
The excuse of a busy agenda
Only lasts for so long
I told you my goals
Told you that I am a stress reliever
Said the honest truth
Even when it hurt me
Not saying that you did anything wrong
But timing plays a huge role
In where I am now
Sitting in the b-class seat
On the 12 o'clock to the City
And you running by my window
With regret and sadness on your face
Beautiful you are
Inside and out
I will miss you
But this train is departing
And you should be beside me
In the seat that is paid for
That my laptop now occupies
Valuable me
Valuable time
I bid you adieu