NEW POSSIBILITIES

i met a boy on the bus

he was gentlemanly, precise, and proper

he was phd smart, street style keen, and teddy bear soft

he was physically strong, emotionally protective, and socially feared

i met a boy on the bus

he was refreshingly attentive, consistently communicative, and stubbornly providing

he was surprisingly helpful, effervescently poetic, and glaringly activist

he was ubiquitously in tune, musically in sync, and hopefully in romance

i met a boy on the bus

he “didn’t want anything serious”, but wanted me to be his wife?

he “had to go handle his business”, but told me he loved me?

he “had to get his money up”, but didn’t believe me when i said i only needed his time?

i met a boy on the bus

he was my new possibility…at first

he gave me hope that things would turn out alright for me…in the midst of it

he let me go in peace when i told him, as we dearly departed…i need a new possibility