I see my self sitting alone on the bus.
Unaware where its taking me, the road seems to go on and on.
Panned at the window i see things i pass by, all to have their own story.
All things pass by, never crossing the view of my window again.
On occasion, someone sits next to me. Viewing my view. Sharing the journey.
Like all passengers, at some point they leave and change course.
She sat next to me, and i was looking through my window no more.
I neglected my window as a better view was much closer to reach.
I realize in her perfect company, i need no other.
As she stand to leave the seat next to mine i said "don't go" , and held her from leaving.
Ignorant to the fact, they all leave. exceptions to none.
As she left, i chased her down the aisle of the seats.
Disturbing the other passengers, I sat again alone. Watching her step out of the ride.
Thoughts of leaving the bus and stopping my ride floated around my head.
Question marks bothering me. I sat restless, ignoring my window.
I chose to sat alone, in opposite to end the ride.
As all passengers have their own journey.
I sit again alone, staring through my window.
Peering once in a while to the empty seat wishing for the perfect company to sit once more.
