It is the same weather today
The sky is blue and the clouds are there
I am standing in the same spot for the past 2 months
Waiting for the bus to get me to work
I am wearing the same emotions on my sleeve
Looking like I hate everything while standing here
Looking at the same watch at my wrist, I sigh
The bus has never been this late
I sigh again, looking around me
A pair of eyes catch my attention
I expect the eyes to be surprised
As I have caught them staring at me
But they did not
The eyes are waiting
Waiting for me to finally notice them
The eyes are filled with happiness of being noticed
To avoid the stare, I turn my head
Thinking that I have misunderstood the stare
I look at them again
The eyes are still waiting
Flustered at the stare, I just smile
The guy who owns the eyes smiles back at me
I catch a glimpse of his lips saying hi before I turn my head
Minutes later, the bus is here
The driver says sorry to everyone for being late
I turn my head around real quick before I step on the bus
The eyes are still smiling
I smile at myself
Maybe I could be a little different and be 'the eyes' tomorrow