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Rated: E · Short Story · Romance/Love · #1706206
A trip a took with my first love
The bus ride with you
To me felt like years
We saw half the country
With no cares or fears

You held me so tight
Let me sleep in your lap
I woke up to rain
Then let you take your nap

I sang you to sleep
Ran fingers through your hair
Kissed you so softly
Making sure you were there

I fell asleep to your breathing
Awoke to your smile
Looked around us, all empty
“We’re just stopping for awhile”

We held hands down the steps
You carried me on your back
We wandered through Juarez
Not caring if we were on track

We found the perfect spot
Secluded and serene
You were gentle and caring
Though rough in between

I pulled you in closer
Your blue eyes deep in mine
We were in ecstasy
While our bodies combined

I didn’t want to come down
But you made us detach
“Now remember my love,
We have a bus to catch”

We made it just then
No minutes to spare
Found seats in the back
Continued our affair

We fell deep again
Exhausted from our passion
Slept through Stockton and Kerrville
Finally awoke in Austin

We traveled on the 20
Through the state of Bayou
I had to constantly check
To make sure it was true

Cause it felt like I was floating
With the wind, through the trees
With a heavy heart and open mind
Constantly at ease

I remember our stop
In Birmingham at night
I didn’t smoke then
And you needed a light

I asked an old couple
If they could lend us a hand
They smiled and said “ofcourse”
And gave us one to have

Their generosity, though simple
Taught me what love can do
They felt no one around
Just how I felt with you

I looked at you lovingly
You matched my gaze
With the stars up above
I couldve stood there for days

But once again
We had a schedule to keep
So I trailed behind
As you found our seats

We didn’t sleep that night
Instead we enjoyed the view
With my head on your shoulder
And my feet on your shoes

We sat in silence
Till we met the sunrise
You recognized the towns
Excitement in your eyes

We passed your old school
And the house you grew in
You were talking so fast
I listened with a grin

I sat back and thought
On the three days that passed
It felt like a lifetime
That was lived through too fast

I dreaded the final stop
Not wanting our ride to end
But little did I know
An even greater one would begin

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