THE BUS RIDE prt I

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Staring into the window
Looking at the vast nothingness of trees and shrubs speeding in an opposite direction
Avoiding your eyes
Ensuring you don't notice me looking at you.
Wow what self torture
How hard is it to say hi?
That this much emotions I have to endure
I'm sure she wouldn't bite
Though who can tell, she just might.
Smooth, fresh and sumptuous looking skin
Comparing it against mine is a great discredit.
I wish I could tell her this
But why I didn't, I'm still not certain
Now I ask myself why I argued when my friends say I'm a shy type
Hours long ride
Sitting just side by side
Thoughts welling inside
There is no respire
Unless she alights.

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