The Train On 12th Street. Poem by Christian K. Montiel

The train on 12th Street.
Last night you call me, to tell me that you were leaving me, after all we end up wrong, I mean we tried to not let this love go down the drain.
The train leaves at six but I only got 3 minutes to apologize to you for everything I put you trough when we share our lives.
C’mon it didn’t take you long for you to forget about us and this love that I gave to you with a blind heart and brought you so much happiness.
So now I’m leaving you behind, you and whatever happen into our lives, so this is me and there’s you, in the train on 12th street.
By
Christian montiel.