Single - on my own and all alone,
My only lifeline - the trusted phone.

Yes - friends and family are on the other end,
Messages of love and kindness - they would send.

But a hug and a loving kiss - is what I really need,
I don't think its selfishness or even greed.

Love is free and should be shared,
Emotions and feelings should be aired.

To a loved one close - or by your side,
A good time would be now on this long train ride.

Instead I sit here all quiet - mayhem in my head,
Thoughts a plenty - but nothing is said.

My mouth becomes dry - contemplating what could be,
Instead of being joyous - with the fact that I'm free.

I gulp my rationed water -  rather than just sips,
Pouring my heart out - through my finger tips.

Creating an ode of feelings in the hope it will rhyme,
Its the only option I have - at this present time.

Sadness creeps in - I'm on the verge of a cry,
As the world outside - quickly passes me by.

Rather than concentrating - on the ever increasing pain,
I'm forgetting one thing - the destination of the train.

Possible fun and laughter with an exchange of some charms,
Resulting in passion - and contentment in their arms.

Is this experience the seed - without a second thought you sow,
Where togetherness forms - and that thing called LOVE begins to grow.

Maybe it will be the same old thing - of reaching heights of ecstacy,
Then going through the same routine of spiraling down depressively.

A result from their decision - or a clear cut one of mine,
Either or a habit - which is definitely far from fine.

I have no bad intentions - when these encounters arise,
And naivity isn't a factor - wide open are my eyes.

Unlucky and picky - frequently I'm told,
How hard can it be - to find someone to hold.

I'm honest - romantic - passionate and kind, 
Also a gentleman - which I'm told is hard to find.

The love I have to give - feels like its bursting at the seams,
But I'm scared it will die - along with my dreams.

So who knows whats instore for me - on my lonely travels,
As the story of my love life - painfully unravels.

But I know if I follow my heart - which is my true guide,
Through the darkness of uncertainty - I will proudly stride.