In love with a stranger

Random people passing by

Passing secret glances

Me trying to return the same

Different faces

Different places

And the momentary gasp

Wishing it might last a little more

Till the next station

Or that the train keeps on moving

The station lost

Never stopping

Wishing he doesn’t disappear in the crowd

Continues sitting next to me

I could lean to him all the time

Cracking jokes that’ll make him laugh

I would keep on examining his features

That attracted me to him

Thinking if I like them all the same

That he notices me as well

That we were lovers

Like the couple sitting right in front

Embracing each other

So deep in love

Only if the next station hadn’t arrived

We could have been the real lovers

Travelling the endless journey together

In the train of our lives.