Two foreigners at a train station
so very early in the morning
both of us helplessly, hopelessly looking at the monitor
What train do we have tickets for and where is it?
I can't read this language...
Is there a hidden platform like in Harry Potter?
He turns around with a sigh
deciding to focus his energy towards something more fulfilling
"I'm going to try and order us coffee"
I walk to the guard rail
still in a sleepy haze
and then I hear it
I can't believe it
Someone below me, somewhere in this train station
someone is playing the song that I have always imagined would be here
From the moment I heard it when I was 16, I knew it was special
and here I am and here it is
both in the same country of origin
What are the chances?
I hear the musician make a small mistake
it is really happening
it is happening right now
I turn around
excitement filling my now wide awake eyes
I dance around by myself
no one could possibly be as happy as me in this moment
I grip the guardrail searching
does anyone else hear it?
People keep walking
The music keeps playing
I keep dancing
I close my eyes and soak this moment in
I will never forget it
He returns with coffee, a triumphant smile on his face
but I am already awake
