It is Like Riding on a Bus
by:Dan Aldrin N. Ulanday
As I look outside the window of a bus
I feel sadness deep with in myself because
I see many things that reminds me of you.
All of our happy memories when we were together,
All of the romantic moments that we share, and
All of the problems that we have gone trough.
Oh, how I wish so much to go back to those times
but I know that it can never be fulfilled because
It is like riding on a bus, when you look outside
the window you can see different places that you
wanted to go to but you can never go back because
the bus has its own destination and we are just
riding on it.
I dont usually look outside the window of a bus
because it is you who's always at the side of the
window, thats why I dont usually look outside the
window to see beautiful things, because what is it
for if the most beautiful woman is sitting next to
the window that surpasses all the beautiful things
in this world? I guess I only miss one thing...
and that is you my love.
by: D.A.N. Ulanday
- Poetry2
Dreamt by Dan @ 2:21 AM
