Sometimes I Dream In Movies - Part Ii

My 50’s movie continued we were on our way to a new place. pulling up in his Valiant he insisted to carry my vintage suitcase We seemed to be at a station each train had a different name Before I boarded I had to ask ‘What was the reason for all the pain?’ He said that it did not matter it was vital for us both and I need to focus on the outcome of my fiercely confident amount of growth He walked me passed the wooden benches and we stopped right next to the flag This was as far as he could go so I nodded my head in appreciation and then I took my bag He bid me farewell and tipped his hat with no evidence of strife With no looking back I embarked my train aptly named “The next phase of my life”