When she goes by a bus.....

I do not want to weep.

I do not want to sob.

As I pass her red bag,

I lost hope in the time.

When she goes by a bus,

I do not want to control either.

I do not want to shout.

I do not want to rush.

Things came to me uninvited;

Like it was truly expected.

When she goes by a bus,

I do not want to be cool either.

I do not want to love.

I do not want to be loved.

As she sat in her seat;

I lost the pace of my beat.

When she goes by a bus,

 I do not wanted to hold back either.

 Do not want to imagine.

I do not want to hope.

As she tabs button in her cell,

She sent me literally to hell.

When she goes by a bus,

I do not want to stop dreaming either.