She is tall, aloof
I often notice her here
Stood at the bus stop
I saw him again
Was he just glaring at me
O the cheek of him
I love her sweet smile
There is of touch of sadness
She has misty eyes
He is not that bad
He smiles and has laughing eyes
No, I must not look
I do love her hands
There's no ring on that finger
I feel so alive
Will he speak to me?
I can see that he wants to
Yes, he's going to
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lovely !
ReplyDeleteI love the interaction of the two points of view
ReplyDeleteThis was a perfect iteration of how two different people think and reflect upon their emotions towards one another. Wouldn't it be so surreal if we evolved to the point where we could read each other's emotions? Personally I think it would be a bit strange.
ReplyDeleteOh are heads are busy bees aren't they...all the little conversations we want to have but don't...or will either one of them be brave...i should really start going to bus stops
ReplyDeleteAnd...? And...? You can't leave it there!
ReplyDeleteYay! Such a lovely ending.
ReplyDeleteNo sorry, happy beginning :)
Nice to read this- both sides expectation :)
sweet and happening
ReplyDeleteThe Time Stopped
beautiful interaction
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