‘Let’s wear out some memories,’ he said,
‘let’s kiss more
and use these old shoes
to relive some moments from great books
lost after midnight.
She didn’t know what he was talking about.
‘Dancing and gold bangles
clinging to each other
and night time strolls,
earrings and coffee sips.’
He didn’t know what she was talking about.
They looked blankly at each other
and couldn’t help notice
that the bus had gone without them.