See You Again
Every day I am waiting at a busstop
Not for the bus but just to see her
Every day she looks new to me
Like a new angel a day
She don't know me
And I know her for years
She is front at the bus stop
And I am at a corner hiding and watching her
She always sit front in the bus
I am at a corner back seat
She never cares for me
But I even collect her every thrown bus ticket
And at the end of the day
Some of my tears go away
Then a smile follows it
Hoping that I am going to see her again
I even don't know that I love her
But I cannot live without seeing her
Years gone and decades
And she left me some beautiful memories
Some beautiful hurts and some beautiful tears from my eyes.
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