This is one of my first poems that I wrote.
The empty bus seat’s where I wish you'd be,
Not in the back, right here, next to me.
I've admired you for way too long,
While listening to music and singin songs.
I've seen you there everyday,
It kills me inside not knowing your name!
I wish I had the courage to ask,
But that is not the easiest task.
Maybe someday you will approach me,
But I know that can never be.
So as I sit here, I think about you,
And dream of the things that could happen soon
Written: Can't remember but sometime in January of '09!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem