ManicWorld Magazine

I was waiting for you 
To catch my eye, it seems
My man on the bus

I missed you today
My man on the bus
Forgive me, I took a detour 
From our unspoken path 

It’s quite weird, I must say
This one sided thing we have
You have no knowledge of this, of course 
I have no desire for you to find out either

I just like to see you get off
And watch you walk away,
To work perhaps
My man on the bus

Your sandy hair caught me
And without words exchanged
I compare everyone to you
This is involuntary, I apologise
I am not versed in compartmentalising

My man on the bus
I like to watch you get on 
I perk up as we approach your stop 
I know you don’t watch out for me but I hope

Will this go away, I don’t know
My man on the bus.