Starring into nothing
But listening to my conversation
I saw your lips curl up
From my profile view
And mine started to too
You got up for your stop
ducked your head
Under the metal frame of the bus
Even though you never cross the street
You looked both ways
squinting your eyes like always
I watch your plaid shirt fade
As the bus pulls away
And I'm out of view
Depleted of you and your presence
Until morning
Out eyes will meet again
In this game
Of never ending silence
And my face will flush
bright pink
And yours will too
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YOU ARE READING
Colors
General FictionEverything was red Her hair Her heart Her boy And she saw right through His smiling ploy His false security And jagged lines
