Perhaps
we should have met
In another time and
Another place...
I would have seen
Your smile and my heart
Would have sank
I would have giggled
Trying to stare at your
Beautiful eyes...
I would have felt
Butterflies on my tummy
And i would have shy out
My face red like a tomatoe...
You would have smile
Feeling flattered
That a silly teen
Flirtered with you...
Then my bus would
Start moving again
And you would ask me
With a gesture to come
Out of the bus
And say hi.
Too late now.
The bus drove away
And I am gone...
Maybe in another time
Maybe in another place.
This time we missed
Each other again.
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Friday, December 21, 2018
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