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Someday, when I can, I’d like to go stand in the subway station. I’d be there all time, watch people come and watch people go. I might stay for days, see the ones that return at nine to five, and witness ones who never come back.
By Ammi URL on 06.14.2011
trains. my dad always comes home on a train. he’ll come into the middletown train station and my dog will always be so excited to see him. i love trains. they take you anywhere, with endless possibilities. i guess i still have time. they can be scary sometimes. but i love them.
By ally on 06.14.2011
i wait at the sation for you, but you did not came…. i am so mad a t you… i can not believe i put all my faith in you. How did i fell in love with someone like you? how did it come so hard?
By mich on 06.14.2011
I turned the knob in the radio and came upon a station playing snazzy tunes. I smiled and left it. After a while, a song came up. One of those sappy, romantic songs that make even the manliest man look gay for 3 minutes. I giggled at the lyrics. All I heard was unicorns and rainbows. I rolled my eyes and turned the knob.
By Persnicketinllings URL on 06.14.2011
Subway station, train station, greyhound station…busy lives, saying goodbyes and lots of reading. Why am i thinking about Windsor, On while I write this? :S
By jovi5jovs URL on 06.14.2011
i went to the train station to buy some ice cream. I got the chocolate covered chocolate ice cream… but being at the train station reminded me of station from bill and teds bogus journey. staaaaatttiooonnnnnn. What a crazy movie, although the first was better.
By Dustin on 06.14.2011
it’s hard to know one’s place in life. jane did.
but, not quite so holistically.
she was at the station right now.
that was her place.
to wait for the package that would be arriving for her aunt that may or may not carry her opportunity to leave this village. to go on to college. to her life.
but she was getting ahead of herself with all those hopes. her place was at the station.
By cheese&crackers URL on 06.14.2011
the train. in the rain. going round, in my brain. cannot hear, dont you fear. big and small, watch me fall. inching near. halting stop. on the floor. one big flop.
By E URL on 06.14.2011
busses, trians, airports, transportation…. a place.. this is the most boring word ever. why couldn’t i have gotten something more exciting??? station? I DON’T KNOW
By Jessica on 06.14.2011
at the train station
i see your face
among the grey faces
you stand out
your bright cheery smile
your beautiful eyes
and then in one second,
never to be seen again.
the train you were on
was to New York City,
I now know where my next destination is. :)
By Jordyn URL on 06.14.2011
i dont like the word station, gives me frustration. ugh. ick. boo. I need coffee, provide some toffee. and maybe extra, tea for two.
waiting for my train, sitting in the station’s bar and start to make friends. turns out that making friends while drinking vodka is not the best move for best decisions.
By ennabeatriz URL on 06.14.2011
Station, where dreams come and go, where a multitude of colours flock, people never seeing one, a station breathing life and pace at every chime of the clock, every stationmaster’s whistle, every passengers’ last glance….
By Meerabelle on 06.14.2011
Well there’s something called a train station or like things you write on called station-ary, which is nice cause i love write station ryhmes with hati-an like from haiti. im not quite sure why i put a hyphen there but oh well. one day i went to a train station and went to DC it was fun. yay stations.
Station. A train station. I’ve only been to one once. But they always seem exciting. They make me think of Harry Potter, magic and mystery. Something I wish i had more of in my life. A station gets you from one place to another. But it’s the journey that counts. So look everywhere and observe at the station.
By Audrey on 06.14.2011
sometimes i’m blue
due to the presence of you
this is just a little something
as i stand at the station
watching you wave into blur
as i ride away on someone else’s kisses
maybe were lovers in another dimension
where the sky is purple n’ shit
i should have roped you up
when i had the skills to
instead i wasted them on old boyfriends
and the should’ves and could’ves
now all i have is half an arm extended
to help you up
after your heartbreak
i only have the littlest wish it was because of me
and the smallest hope that you’ll come dashing after me
to find my affections
hidden in a box
under the bed of my breathing
I’m going to whisper at you all day
how i want to lie in bed with you all day
play patty cake
because i like pushing buttons
the funny thing about any of this
is that the sky is purple
during sunsets and early morning wake-ups
ans still the things that i want
don’t come easy
or sometimes at all
By Tescia Schell URL on 06.14.2011
That gas station! I saw her! I wanted to speak to her…but I didn’t..I was scared..I was..just scared. I can’t push myself to do so..but damn it, I regret it. It’ll just be another beautiful face that’ll fade away from my memory as time moves on.
By Nathan Truong URL on 06.14.2011
there was a gas station after the concert, I thought they would be open all night. hence the name “convenience store”, but they were closed, what’s convenient about that. it was cold and we had to run back to the hotel. we smoked a joint in the bathroom at 2 am. that was a great night. the beginning.
By Keeli on 06.14.2011
I was once at a train station, driving way too damned fast. It was like a scene from a bad teen movie, going 90 down the highway to make it in time. We didn’t of course. What kind of movie would it be if we had?
By Max on 06.14.2011
i’ve always wanted to be waiting in a train station. have my notebook out and have my thoughts pour out whilst i wait for a train to come and take me far away. the thought is really actually quite intoxicating. i’d hang my head out of the window of a train and take in the air.
By Jeremy URL on 06.14.2011
bus waiting foir the bus in the hot sun, antcipating when the bus will arrive at your station. cant wait to get out of the sun and onto the bus, more poeple are showing up dwindling awaya at your comfort level
By Lauren on 06.14.2011
The two strangers stood at the station, motionless. staring each other down, they made their way towards one another. This had happened before, they had been here. Their pasts had come back go haunt them and they had nowhere to hide.
By muriam on 06.14.2011
A station to me resembles a limitation of some sort. It is where you are bound and shall remain. I don’t like them, although I might if they involve trains.
By Bengal on 06.14.2011
Train stations are pretty interesting. I mean, you can meet all sorts of people while waiting for a train. You can find new friends, enemies, lovers, haters. All from sitting beside someone while waiting for a train. Magical things happen at train stations. I wish I could visit platform 9 and 3/4. I want to be harry potter. Or hermione.
By Alyson on 06.14.2011
When we first arrived at the train station in Paris, I had no idea what to do with myself. This, this was ri-fucking-diculously exciting. All of the lovely French people, speaking that wonderful language…I thought I was going to faint.
By Ki URL on 06.14.2011
A man sits at a bench waiting for his train to come to bring him to work. He stares down the tracks;he see no train in sight. He wonders when it will come. He hopes it comes soon or he’ll be late for work. That would make his boss unhappy and he wouldn’t get that promotion he was hoping to get.
By Jacqueline on 06.14.2011
I watched from across the station, the flowing dress and the red shoes.
She stood and waited for the train.
And I stood and waited for her to look at me. People continued to pass by and I still waited and waited for her to look at me; those brown or were they blue bright eyes?
The whistle came and the train pulled in front of her and she was gone.
By V. Vergara URL on 06.14.2011
Station are fantastic places to meet friends. Then again you never know what kind of station it is. Bus station. Train station. It could be either. All you know is that there are people and you happen to be among that crowd, waiting for your ride. Patiently waiting for it to come. You never just what kind of character you’ll meet. All are different. All bring something new to the table. Mixing cultures and clashing identities in one place. Stations can bred friends or enemies. You never know.
By Sarah Steria URL on 06.14.2011
I thought about the train station where I dropped off my ex when he first visited me. It was the first time that I ever cried so hard about someone else other than my mother. It was odd to me, but it felt good at the time because I guess it meant that I loved him or something.
By Mimi on 06.14.2011
i sat at the train station, waiting for the next train to pass by. i watch as the commuters stare blankly at their newspapers and listen to their songs on their ipod. what are they even accomplishing anyway? but as the train reaches it’s end, i ask myself: what am i even doing anyway?
By Richard Ma URL on 06.14.2011
a station is aplace where people wait to go some where through some type of transportation
By Vanya on 06.14.2011
Today I left the train station without anyone to hold on to. There was no one left in the world willing to travel next to me in a noisy compartment for hours on end. Instead of sorrow, I felt liberation.
By andpersand URL on 06.14.2011
We pulled up to the station, but not wanting to say goodbye we did one more loop around the block. We had nothing to say, but just knowing the other was there seemed to be enough. When the time finally came we said quick goodbyes; any longer and there may be no leaving at all.
By Haley URL on 06.14.2011
At the train station Bill was at a loss for words. Here was a chance to leave behind everything he hated, but he hesitated. His hesitation mean to him that there was something he didn’t want to leave. He had to figure it out.
By khalyd URL on 06.14.2011
i don’t really understood why I wanted to take the train all the time.
Maybe it was some obsurd idea that if I didn’t drive cars, that if I took a public route, I could save the world, the planet, and maybe even help save the future
It was a simple idea that kept me coming back to the same ticket counter every day and buying that 8 dollar ticket for a ride into the city.
Pretending I could save the world
when sometimes I doubted I could save myself.
By Lynn URL on 06.14.2011
The train station is portayed in movies as the place where lovers meet. Maybe because it’s their final goodbye or one rushing to the station as a final splurge of emotion to tell their other half they just can’t bear life without them.
By Bella Silver URL on 06.14.2011
To sit there and wait all for a train
all to get there, and away from the rain.
In a crowded train station we wait,
with all the loud sounds we hate-except for the rain
….(I’ve never been to train station….)
By Yuki URL on 06.14.2011
I went to the train station this morning, as I usually do, in order to get to work. The factory never smelled so nice. The sweet scent of lemon Pine-Sol, which I suppose the new cleaning ladies ordered, gave me a sense of belonging and humility I never know I possessed.
By Lance on 06.14.2011
I waited for him at the train station forever,or so it seemed, it felt as if he’d never show. But when he did, I can’t even describe how it made me feel! He made it, he was alive. He was so brave for fighting for our nation, and now he’s home and safe with me! I was so proud to call him my own, not only in that moment; but always and forever.
By megan on 06.14.2011
Another train station. We’re exhausted but ecstatic. This time, we’re off to Paris. Traveling by train is a wonderful experience, even if it’s also a huge energy-drainer. See, all of the world’s interesting people travel by train. You can just sit there for hours and stare at them. The eccentric, intelligent, lost, artistic, depressed, lonely, beautiful, bored, intrigued, naive, sophisticated. Over-analyzing, listening, dreaming, plotting, reading, sketching, staring.