Drifted

Stood writing a poem,
I missed my only bus
it was nothing special
in comparison to your
love;

I missed more than my chance
to see you that day;
like the bus in the distance
your love drifted
away.

© Copyright D. Archer October 2011 

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2 thoughts on “Drifted

  1. there will many more buses, it’s not the only one. but thank you for the poem, i can relate. enjoy your writting very much.

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