it was sunny, sunny, sunny…

it was sunny, sunny, sunny and I was traveling south through the bright sunny day to meet him. She drove me to the station. I paid with the debit card and waited for the train on the platform behind the gates, standing in a patch of sunlight. Standing waiting for the train it wasn’t true that i left the city, it was more that the city left me. And here I was not knowing this was the last time I would see him before he died. If I’d known I would have said goodbye properly. It was sunny…