November 29, 2010

not tonight

Thirty seven seats, two persons, one bus.
Being just a seat apart, without words they won’t find out.
Will someone step up at last?

Maybe, but not tonight.

Once again the ride home comes to an end, this is her stop.
She stands up and wishes it was his stop too.
Tomorrow they’ll meet again.
Maybe tomorrow the silence will come to an end.

*First thing I ever wrote and posted online (last year), I got to meet that guy this year and I don't like him at all haha funny to see this once again.

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