last night

i am simply writing you to tell you i miss you...not in any grand sense but in a sense none the less...i don't need your appeasement, telling me you know, that it will all be alright...you are queen of the belittlers...i don't need that, or anything...i simply wanted to let you know how i feel...and how it is...for awhile you understood, and i couldn't believe it...you of all people understood...but then you fell back into reality, your reality, the general reality...i enjoyed going up north, i liked the train, i liked the people i met there...and i loved you...but the days disappear, as they always do...and i am left, waiting for a taxi, waiting on a train...waiting for you...