Number Ten

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Travelling on the way home

took the bus 

sitting by the windows

listening to the music on my phone

looking at the scenery

watching the cars pass by me

as the time slowly passes by

looking at the person beside me

seeing him sitting next to me

feeling so secure

as I lead my head on his shoulder

closing my eyes feeling so bliss

smiling to myself to sleep 

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