-If Only-

Anyone else tired of shotgun love poems

I made my bed on the train tracks

But Rachel saying "you seem happy"

Was the best thing I heard in months

If only I had one more smile

One that I knew I could make last

I'll spend my time chasing fireflies

Collecting them like shooting stars

I just need to hold onto one

Wishing seems too honest

Much like saying "I still love you"

I can't keep going on like this

I'm so tired

The train whistle is singing

An alluring melody

Beckoning me back to sleep