To The Lady on the Train,
It has been over a week since I have seen your face, your smile, your eyes... Today I will see you... I will get to be close to you - close enough to smell your perfume, to watch your hair move as your head tilts... I will see your fingers, the line of your shoulders...
I could let myself get completely wrapped up in you... I could fall right into your beauty, your voice, your gravity...
I could let myself fall and a large part of me wants to - oh I desperately want to... but I won't. I won't let myself fall. I am nervous about seeing you. I am never sure of the reception... I am never sure where you are... And so, I will keep myself close. I won't let myself become lost in you...
The Man in the Station
Published and unpublished Shout Outs to The Lady on the Train from The Man in the Station.
About this blog
In Toronto, there is a nightly news magazine called T.O. Night aimed at the commuter crowd. One of the
features that it contains is a section called Shout Out where readers can send a short message, rant, note...
to someone, or to anyone...
I started sending Shout Outs to the woman that I am in love with. Not all of them are published in
T.O. Night - and once the magazine is tossed, so too is the shout out...
Here are most of the shout outs that I have submitted - and some of my other writings to
The Lady on the Train...
features that it contains is a section called Shout Out where readers can send a short message, rant, note...
to someone, or to anyone...
I started sending Shout Outs to the woman that I am in love with. Not all of them are published in
T.O. Night - and once the magazine is tossed, so too is the shout out...
Here are most of the shout outs that I have submitted - and some of my other writings to
The Lady on the Train...
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