By the next day..
They were both taking the bus..
Smiles and greetings..
Simple and quiet..
Just seen by both.
Next week..
No painted nails..
Handbands.. and a thread braided ring on her hand..
The familiar touch.. ohh examination.. sounds better.
He made her feel like she didn't need any of those things.
Few more months..
Not getting her usual seat one day..
Rainy weather..
Getting his seat while he sat facing her..
Eye contact..
Getting wet by the rain flying through the stuck glass window where she placed her arm for support..
That touch of his ..
Brushing away the droplets of rainwater on her arm..
Peanut:"It's okay.. it's just water.."
Man:" You took a bath already.. no need to bath twice.."
Staring directly into his eyes..
There was something there.. searching for me.
Next morning..
Deep drifting..
Music being played in the background helps the drifting to prolong..
Something brushed up against the back of her leg.
Startled.
She jumped back to reality..
Looking down.. then around..
He sat there smiling..
She knew it was him..
Smirked..
His smile was beautiful.
Their silence felt like a lot .. to her..
He was handsome.. in his company uniform..
That was the only thing she ever saw him in.
Drop off point..
He got out..
A passenger after him.. then Peanut.
As she got out.. coming out in front of him..
As the passenger entered back..
And Peanut passed in front of him.. making her way to the cross walk..
Their fingers lingered for a second together.. before the break away.
Man:" Later.."
Peanut:" bye.."
Smiling at each other..
And he stepped back into the bus and disappeared.
Even over the weekend..
Recalling him in puzzle pieces.. placing them together.. forming him..
He was at least fourteen years older than her..
Caucasian male..
Short dark brown hair..
Light brown eyes..
Slightly muscular.. body fit.. with a beard.. in the medium form.
His name..?
Another Friday morning..
Heading to work on the bus..
Sitting next to him..
Unseen to those around them.. he reached for her left hand on her leg.
Being shielded of by her bag ..
There was nothing.. no change.. just plain and simple hands..
Having her hand in his..
Guessing he preferred that over the added accessories others wear.
Felt his eyes on her for a second..
Peanut slowly pulled out of his hold.
