To the young hot bus driver that does the route 61 a couple nights a week. It’s been a couple of weeks no and no sign of you. I miss sitting in my spot on the bus watching you drive wondering what’s going on in your mind as you take me home safely. I want to talk to you but all I can do is just say thank you for a wonderful bus ride. I choke up every time wanting to tell you much I love you. I stand at the bus stop and close my eyes hoping when I hear that door open it’s you. Where are you #61??? I hope I have the privilege of getting on your bus again.
Little hot brunette with the white scarf
This article appears in Feb 26 – Mar 4, 2009.