AN:Enjoy. I don't own anything.
I sat at the train station. Silently waiting for my turn to board.
I can't wait to get out of this place. Where to, you ask?
Don't know yet.
I see a couple a few rows over.
The woman in a black trench coat, with black boots on, was being shield from the cool air that blows through out the room, by a scared face, handsome man. They kiss. Caress each other.
The sight of this sickens me. Why do they have to show such public display of affection?
I secretly wish that it was me but it's not.
Get a Room.
A couple of minutes passes by...The train, slowly pulls into the busy station.
People begin to get off of the bronze, old-fashioned train. Greeting family members, friends, and others with kisses and gifts.
I begin to reconsider my decision to leave..
::sigh::
To late I've come too far to turn back now.
I grab my bags and begin to make my way to the train.
I give the man my ticket and head toward my sleeping quarters.
This is going to be a long trip.
I lay in my buck, thinking.
Thinking about the couple at the station.
They looked like they was enjoying what they was doing.
I wonder how it feels to be held by someone...
Kissed...
Touched...
Loved...
All my life I wanted to be that girl.
That girl that everyone loves to hate and hate to love.
The one that everyone wanted to be.
Ughhhh...I hate being inexperience.