• I watch the bus stop were you and I used to sit.
    As more couples sit exactly were we sat I feel bad,
    I notice that I had made that one mistake that could ruin my life.
    I remember when our noses would touch,
    I remember I would wrap my arms around you to warm.
    I remember when we used to lock our legs around each others just to make sure we were really there.
    I remember I gave you my jacket so you would be comfortable.
    I remember you didn't care who saw us kiss when they walked by.
    I remember how cold the seat was so you would sit on my lap so you wouldn't get cold.
    Now I see the bus stop is dirty and a wreck,
    but that makes it more valuable to me knowing it's still standing.
    wanting us back together on the bus stop seat.