I stood on a crowded train. It was utterly silent. No one bothered to look at anyone; no one spoke or said words that could have started something great.
You could only hear the tracks as the train drove on them, the beeping sounds of the doors, and the speaker’s occasional announcements.
Everyone lived their life, and somehow, all our stories were met here.
Now, and never again.
Yet, because my fellow passengers were so lifeless, I wondered:
Who actually wanted to be there, who was
building their dream, or who needed a single word of encouragement?
Unfortunately, the train arrived, it was time for me to leave and I never found out.