The bus ride back home

First time i saw him

There was an explosion.

He walked in to the bus, A strand of his messy hair falling gracefully over his face.
He's eyes landed on mine. His light blue, glistening eyes.

My stomach turned in on itself and my feelings collided  with one another.
Confusions.. excitement..curiosity.

He blinked and walked towards me. Sat next to me on the uncomfortable buss seat and pulled out his phone.

He didn't talk to me. He just played with his phone.

My heart was raising, and my palms started to sweat.
I turned to the buss window, trying to get my mind off of the very beautiful stranger sitting right next to me.

The sun was setting down. Dark enough for me to faintly see his reflection on the glass window.
I stared hard. Trying to catch details without being to obvious.
His skin looked smooth, a nice mocha color.
His Nordic irises, concentrated on the screen in front of his face.
A strong yaw line.
Kissable chapped lips.
A cute rounded nose.
And messy black locks of waves that fall and rise for hair. 
I was smitten.
My heart pounding as I tried to think of ways to start a conversation.

But the bus stoped.

He got off and I was left staring out the window.

Confused.

Exited.

And very much interested in a guy.

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