I told you i'd meet you at cabra, and that you can turn up if you want. What i really hoped for, was that you'd do the the usual, stand against that pole and like every other time i'd like to look up that ramp and see you standing there. Today was different. The usual, i took a glance up the ramp, only to see no one, yes maybe i was a little disappointed. It's okay, i thought to myself. I can do the waiting this time. I stood up against wall, taking your place this time, and every time someone walked up the stairs, i'd die a little inside when i see that it's not you. I start thinking to myself, maybe you'll change your mind, maybe something's holding you back, maybe you're running late. I waited and waited, rain come and go, breeze turn into gust, i still saw no one. After a while the station security asked me if i'm okay, yes of course i am, i'm waiting for the love of my life, that's all. Got a lot of weird looks, weird comments, at one point undercover cops were searching druggies right in front of me, not once did i consider moving from my position, i wanted to be where you were, feel what you felt, and waited for you for once. But the longer i wait, the more i started to realise i should stop lying to myself, i'm not as important as i thought i was to you. I was hoping that maybe you'd look out the window to see the rain and wind and perhaps wonder if she's cold, or did she bring and umbrella or is that retard still waiting for me at the station. Nothing happened, i walked down the stairs and couldnt hold my tears back, i tried to hide it under my scarf, but i happen to bump into Dusan who told me that this is cabra, this isnt the place to cry. You're right, but it's not something i can control.