The last train home feels colder than ever, a hollow echo of laughter that once filled its seats. I sit here, alone, surrounded by emptiness, and the thought of having the whole car to myself stings like a cruel joke. Where are the voices that once made the journey meaningful? The silence wraps around me like a shroud, reminding me of the connections that have faded into the night. I can still hear the whispers of the past, but they only deepen the ache of solitude. I long for a familiar face, a warm smile to light up this dark ride home. #LastTrainHome #Loneliness #Heartbreak #EmptyJourney #LostConnections