The bus is all blue. Smile at the driver and say hello. Fall to the back. Nestle into the single seat by the door. Dangle my legs like a little girl, happily thinking of you, my friend. Listen to music and enjoy how it makes me feel connected. For a moment I am out of the water, warm and dry, able to breathe. The sun shines through the window. I wonder when I'll see you again, when you can come out and play. I cross my ankles and swing my feet. I would like to go to the park and feel grass under my toes and make daisy chains out of dandelions. Can you come out and play? The world seems big. I feel so little. The sun is kissing my cheek.
kyle the girl
(on iPhone)
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