Your back is turned from me, you step up onto the platform, i watch you walk up the steps and disappear, the headlights shin into my eyes as i look out the back window, i blame them for the tears in my eyes, i watch a family hug their soilder away, wondering where is he going, will he see his family again? I dont cry because i know although you are going far away i'll see you again. Whether in March April or May i know i will again some day. I wait for the wheels to take you far away, i watch strangers say goodbye to those they love. i wish to give you one last kiss one last hug anything to lessen the miss, the miss i have even though you have yet to leave, but just then the doors slam shut and i feel my body being torn away from you. I turn and face forward as you pull up next to me, i look up and see you sitting on the bus, you dont see me, or the pain that is building up inside. I miss you already as you leave for far away, not over seas or out of state but none the less oh so far away. It is times like now that i feel the love i have for you as we are pulled back to our seperat lives, our lives far away from each other.