It was getting late... She walked onto the bus, tired, and looked around. She noticed a lone figure sitting by himself near the back of the bus while her eyes were scanning, she nearly passed him over. Then he looked up. She was immediately struck by the sadness and loneliness in her eyes, as they looked right at her. She stared back, captivated by his eyes, and kept her gaze fixated on them, wondering how a face so beautiful could end up so alone, she just wanted to keep looking and never stop. A person pushed past her and blocked her view, and when she could see him again, he was looking down again, Absorbed in his own isolation. Already thinking about the connection that she felt and wishing for more, she took a deep breath and stepped up.
Hey............
Surprised and caught off guard, he looked up. Erm hey.... he said back, not really too sure how to reply, she moved to sit down beside him but just at that moment, the bus braked. She stumbled, lost her balance and he immediately reached out to grab her arm, but caught thin air.
He blinked...and blinked again......damn....there was never anyone there...Just another of my damned fantasies
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- Sunday, May 16, 2010 @ 7:11 PM
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- Sunday, May 16, 2010 @ 7:11 PM
It was getting late... She walked onto the bus, tired, and looked around. She noticed a lone figure sitting by himself near the back of the bus while her eyes were scanning, she nearly passed him over. Then he looked up. She was immediately struck by the sadness and loneliness in her eyes, as they looked right at her. She stared back, captivated by his eyes, and kept her gaze fixated on them, wondering how a face so beautiful could end up so alone, she just wanted to keep looking and never stop. A person pushed past her and blocked her view, and when she could see him again, he was looking down again, Absorbed in his own isolation. Already thinking about the connection that she felt and wishing for more, she took a deep breath and stepped up.
Hey............ Surprised and caught off guard, he looked up. Erm hey.... he said back, not really too sure how to reply, she moved to sit down beside him but just at that moment, the bus braked. She stumbled, lost her balance and he immediately reached out to grab her arm, but caught thin air. He blinked...and blinked again......damn....there was never anyone there...Just another of my damned fantasies |
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 Just another starstruck (see above for evidence*) wanderer trying to find his way in this horribly confusing and sometimes messed up world. This space as you might have realised is for my own venting. It's where I talk, to myself. To the universe. It's where I don't lie. Much. Chances are you won't get more truth out of me than these few billion pages of angst. My life isn't that bad. Sometimes. The good parts just usually end up being the blank dates in between the posts you see. So yes, just to practice my math and to cheer myself up a little, the number of posts is inversely proportional to my mental wellbeing. Yes that counts as math with me. And despite the wry smile on my face and the grin I can imagine on yours, I'm still rather sombre. I promise you I'm sunny somedays. Stick around. You never know what you may learn. *hint may or may not be in big black font at the top of the page.
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