No 42 Bus

I wrote this sitting on the bus on the way to uni. hope you like :D:D

Sitting on the bus, just passing through,

headphones in my ear, not much to do.


Boredom sinks in as we trundle along,

why, oh why do bus journeys take so long?


Pass a few cars, a few parks, a few people,

just watch out the window, pass some more people.


Then I sense it as we go down a street, my

heart sinks as I think this is where we used to meet.


It's empty, its beautiful, oh I miss it a lot,

all of those days, every single loving thought.


But it's all fine, I know i'll see you soon,

and we can do it all again, once again our love will bloom.

The End

0 comments about this story Feed