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At the last second I ran off the train.

I fell to the ground and let out all the feelings I tried to restrain.

I didn’t say good bye,

Just kissed him and ran,

I felt him crying on the train,

A broken man.

I loved him so much

I don’t know why I ran.

It was a decision on the run,

I don’t know if I really even thought about it then.

I was so scared standing there with him holding me in his arms.

I did not know what the future would bring,

I did not know if our love would hold true.

I don’t know if I regret my decision now,

Although I do seem to be a stronger person now,

I hope it is the same for the future too.