I saw you from afar,
Along with the passing cars.
And just kept staring.
A moment worth remembering.
Still looking at you,
As I felt this feeling so new.
Everything stops for a while,
When you turned to me and smile.
A smile so enchanting.
Like the stars I never dared counting.
Yet there's nothing I could do,
But to smile like you do.
Still waiting at the bus stop
Where I saw you laugh.
With your twinkling eyes
Unlike mine that always cry.
Will I ever see you again?
Or you'd be just like a passing train?
In vain, I always wait
But never destined to meet.
YOU ARE READING
Bus Stop
Poetry"If we met today, I'm sure that there will be a time for us to meet again."
