Little time

Little time remains for me to achieve what I want.
I'm running against the clock, just like an old man in his final days.
I have never had good luck, because I do not believe in her.
But I'm starting to believe that bad pursues me.
Just when I find something I want, something happens.
Either a forbidden love or an unrequited love.
In this case, your love belongs to another type.
I do not know what I failed, maybe I was late for the train car.
When I mounted, I noticed that someone already lived there.
A strange and foolish look, I noticed how he breathed.
He looked exhausted, seconds later I noticed him scared.
I thought it was coming from a hectic moment.
And of course, looking behind him I saw a woman ... I could not believe it.
It was because of that same woman that I got on the train.
I could not stop thinking how bad I felt.
I kept sitting, smoking a cigarette, thinking about what had just happened.
From one moment to the next, in matters of the second, I notice that they are sitting together.
I did not let myself go for the moment and kept moving towards them.
I thought it can be your friend! Ha! I'm naive since I was a kid.
Closer and closer, I notice her smiling and eloquent.
His smile turns my world and hypnotizes me.
The time is approaching ... I decide to look between their bodies
And something united them, yes, they were their fingers intertwined.
I felt like a moron, a frightened child, I did not know what to do if I stayed on the train or leave forever.
Before getting on the train, I remember seeing a beautiful, romantic, sincere, confident, pure girl, like a delicate rose.
It was still, only that it is already another petal.
From that moment I said that I would have to make her happy.
But what I did not know is that in that happiness I am not a part.
I had to clear, I was a constant.
What I wanted was for you to be happy, and if you are already without me, I can not belong there.
Little time, little time, reliving that moment of the wagon.
The station is approaching, but I notice the intention.
They make a decision and decide to hold on to their positions.
I go down, slow and destroyed, I am a boy who walks without sense.
I did not even know what train I had taken, all I knew was that you were going to be mine, I had ridden determined to conquer you.
But no, too late, little time for which you expected me.

PS: I remember writing this when I found out that the girl I liked was already dating another person, the train / wagon alludes to her life, yes, I got to the car, but it was already inhabited by someone else.

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