Created a daily create poem of two strangers. One male stranger tries to talk to another female stranger, but life got in the way. The poem is called “Waiting For The Bus”.
Cold and Wet.
Looking at his watch. Then stares at her.
She looks back, smiles at him.
He about to walk over to talk, until her boyfriend came.
Both got on the bus, as he watch them leave.
This is an umbrella. A very huge umbrella. This umbrella reminds me of time I tried talking to the girl. But things didn’t work out. I love my umbrella, but hate the memory of that day.