Sitting on the bus,
tired from the day,
wanting to get home
but got work to get to.
Feeling kinda sick,
as the vehicle jolts and sways,
stopping to let new waves on,
your stop.
Its wierd,
I’d sat opposite you already that day too,
bet you didnt see me.
But sitting on that bus,
it felt good to feel you near me.
Turning round to talk to you,
cant help but stare into your eyes,
seeing you do the same to me,
both ignoring our friend,
Breaking off only to let me leave.
I was feeling sad,
standing at that stop as the bus left,
but I guess by now you’ve forgotten all about it.
Shrugging off the lingering glare,
turning towards work,
forgetting all about you
as Im sure you did the same.
Meh (Cant Think Of A Name)
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