The Bus Stop Girl 1
Everyday he saw her, everyday he would wonder what it would be like.
He wanted her, even if it was only for a moment, a chain of seconds
ticking down but still seeming like en eternity. He wanted
to talk to her, but he just didn't have the courage, he tried, he knew
that he tried, but he just couldn't. It seemed as if their simply never
was a right moment.
He wanted to just look at her forever, but he couldn't, he just stole
quick looks. Her long black Hair shining in the morning Sun, her Skin...like Silk, he looked for spots where she wasn't perfect, but he couldn't find any. She was complete in every way, much better then what he deserved. 5 more minutes and his Bus would come, he wouldn't see her until thenext day...no, it was Friday, he wouldn't see her for days. With that thought he sunk into a state of sadness.
His Bus came early. He relunctatly walked to the door to enter it, took a last short look at her, silently saying good bye. He climbed the steps and sat down n