I saw her on the morning bus today
sitting down on the nearby window seat.
But I knew soon, she would be on her way.

I made sure to keep her image at bay,
As my heartthrob slowly began to beat.
I saw her on the morning bus today.

The bus passed by an elderly, quaint café
and I wished I could ask her out to eat.
But I knew soon, she would be on her way.

Her hair was rose red, like cherry sorbet.
I wondered if her lips were just as sweet.
I saw her on the morning bus today.

A quiet gaze so close, yet faraway.
I wished she were a conquerable feat.
But I knew soon, she would be on her way.

She tugged at my heartstrings, led them astray.
Her simple gaze, made the day seem complete.
I saw her on the bus today,
But I knew soon, she would be on her way.

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