The bus ride

The bus ride

A Poem by echo501

this is actually true...

Every morning, i get on the bus
Every morning, i have two wishes:
The first is that you will get on the bus at the next stop
The second is that you will not get on and that i will never see you again
There is another wish, bursting at the seems
Waiting to get out the whole 21 blocks
I keep this wish locked up in an iron box
It will never come true
You seem to ignore me, but that doesn't stop me from staring
i'm not sure why you are so magnetic, but the heart wants what it wants
Well, our stop has arrived
Oh, i forgot
My wish...

notice me

© 2010 echo501

TS might not be Frost or Eliot but combined with Nix they made music. Perhaps another colab?...
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This was a melancholy sweet piece, a want that all long for: To be noticed by the one they've fallen for. I truly liked it, and can feel what you feel. Thanks for the post!

Posted 11 Years Ago

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. very enchanting and extremely well-written ...

Posted 12 Years Ago

I like it.
nothing burns like young love.

Posted 12 Years Ago

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Added on July 3, 2010
Last Updated on July 3, 2010



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