Mind covered in poetry

Bus stop

I was in this bus when I'm young
Laughing as loud as I can with my best friends
Screaming when I saw the big orange letters announcing that he finally came to my bus stop
Loving and living crazy adventures
Complaining about lovers and alcohol
Talking about every party we would like to go
About broken hearts and sadness before we get high
I was here
Sitting in the last chair listening to Halsey and hoping my dreams will come true
I was here realizing that every song of her reminds me of my teenage life
I still here listening to the same singer
Sitting in the same chair
Hoping my dreams will come true
But without you guys