A guy sitting on the bus
Quietly humming, Listening to a song I don't know the name
A guy sitting on the bus
Gently sipping a cup, Staining his collar, Turning it to brown
A guy sitting on the bus
Opening the suitcase, Taking a book I once have read
A guy sitting on the bus
Tapping his feet, Making rhyme of a song I don't know the name
A guy sitting on the bus
Sitting there on a red chair for quite a while
A guy sitting on a bus
Seeing a girl in front, Putting a smile up on his face
A guy walking down the street, A guy that she just now met
Today sitting on the bus
Seeing a guy I don't know the name
Today sitting on the bus
Hoping our paths will cross again
Someday
On this bus, or anywhere around
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A Guy Sitting On The Bus
PoetryHi readers, I'm new to wattpad and new in writing poetry. This poem is about a stranger (yes, that cute one!) that you commonly meet in your everyday life. You feel the want to get to know him, but you're just to afraid to ask for his name ormake t...
