By the Train of Destinations...

By the train of destinations
By the junctions of my life
I am standing weak and patient…
Not your bride and not your wife…
Waiting…waiting for the better…
For the moments air-built…
Throwing glances…
Finding answers…
True and right but ever-guilt…
Even so..
I'm not at death door…
Not at ease...
But still alive…
Cannot bury sweetest kisses
Which I stole from you that night…
Waiting…watching for my chances…
Though the story 's sad and long…
You moved on and packing cases…
Me in limbo…hope forlorn…