Fate.

I packed my bags and took the seven thirty train
Left you standing in the cold winter rain
I saw in your eyes the words you cannot say
I wished you had said them anyway.

You tried to reach out to me with calls I never returned
Tried building back the bridges that I had burned
I knew from your voice the pain that you tried to hide
I wished I had never hurt you like I had.

And now I find myself back to where you are once again
Only this time my heart stops when your eyes meet mine
Then you turn around and walk out of my sight
Why is it that everything goes wrong just when I feel that it is right?

*Word token courtesy of YN.