one day you would be in the right place … right hour … right moment and with the right person , the right eyes that deserves to stare at you …. the hands that were made to hold you …those lips that would peck yours .. that one who’d hug all your flaws ; someone who’d still call you perfect .
maybe your train is late…. boarding the wrong train is fine cus you’d get down ones you realize you’re on the wrong journey….
wait for yours .. or walk to the old station… you’d see your journey waiting to start…with the right of the rightest ….