A safe space where one can find tranquility.
A safe space where one can find comfort.
A safe space that does not just meet its main purpose.
It is not just a form of transportation.
It is not just a machine that helps one go places.
It is my safe place.
When lonely, it keeps me company.
When tired, it serves as a resting place.
When alone at lunch, it serves as my eating table.
When in need of a break, it serves as my getaway.
When in need of a vent, it listens to my complaints.
Inside, it holds much more meaning.
It has seen me go through situations.
It has felt my emotions.
It has heard my bursts of frustration.
It has tasted all the drinks accidentally spilled over it.
And it does that all while it dances along many streets of various cities.
Passing down other safe places also filled with bad and good
memories.
As life continues passing on and before we know it; it is gone.
