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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.
- by trevor1833 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/23/2009 |
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- Title: the bus stop
- Artist: trevor1833
- Description: he watches time pass as many other more walk past him
- Date: 12/23/2009
- Tags: busstop
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