I'm no longer able to look in my eyes;
The shine is only apparent through my tears.
Then I look towards her and feel pity.
Every time I see her, I feel her,
And whenever she sees me, I try to hide
Retreating to my shell of a jacket;
She turns away.
My reflection fades as bricks slide by,
Enough bricks to lay the town.
And my eyes begin to wander again,
Persistent in finding a view;
Another glance in her direction and she's gone.
Removing her from the bus, we continue,
Traveling away from the only sight in town.
My stop is long after hers.