Last Train to Sanity is Boarding...

I heard over the speaker in a loud booming voice "The last train to Santa Monica is now boarding". I just realized I had no idea where I was. My mind was in a blur and it seemed my eyes had just opened for the first in a long time. I was overcome with sadness and I didn't know why. How the hell did I end up at this train station and why am I so sad? I was sitting on a bench outside next to the train as people were leaving and boarding. I neglected to notice the ticket in my hand as it fell out of my grasp, it was the ticket for the train. Was I suppose to be on that train to Santa Monica? Was I suppose to feel this immense sadness in my heart.
I was so confused, I tried to calm myself and figure out what was going on but nothing. I couldn't remember anything that had happened and how I came to be sitting on this bench with a ticket to Santa Monica in my hand. All I could remember was her face. I didn't know who she was all I knew was she was beautiful and the reason for my sadness. For some reason I knew she was why I was feeling this way. Maybe she was the reason I was leaving, maybe I was trying to get away from her so I wouldn't have to feel this sadness anymore. I didn't know what the hell was going on. I started pounding my head, why couldn't I remember and who is she? Then I saw her, she was there at the train station. I stood up and started to walk to her relieved to maybe find out what was going on. But before I got to her somebody was already there. She embraced and kissed him, I stopped in my tracks and my whole body just started to ache in pain.
So this was the reason for my sadness, it was her and it was him. I turned away and took a seat on the bench again. Another loud speaker voice "Last call for boarding train to Santa Monica". I looked at my ticket and then I glanced over at them, I started towards the train. I couldn't stay there for another second because I knew I would break down. So I boarded the train, closed my eyes, and wished that this was just a nightmare and that I would wake up. It wasn't it never is. And so to Santa Monica it was, no idea what was waiting for me there but it had to be better than this. Anything would be better than this.