Love on the Platform

You waited for me on the bustling MRT station platform, but all I could see was you.

I still remember our first meeting, the way your bags were filled with sparkling juice, ready for our dinner together. Your long, silky hair cascaded perfectly over your shoulders, and your blue jeans seemed to blend so naturally with your sporty shoes, as if they were made just for you. Every detail of you is etched in my heart. And I’ll always remember that clock above your head, counting each second as you waited for me, just as I had waited for you all my life. You are my everything, my love.