As dawn walked away from the bus station she left behind a few drops of sunlight for me to find.
At first I could not dare to touch them for they were far too bright.
It's funny how things happen when you don't try.
When I tried to look for them they were already dry.
The bus arrived a few minutes ago but I did not take it.
Staring at it speeding away into the abyss of the mountain, I pretended to wait for the next one.

As noon came I decided to take a little walk.
The sun is way up emitting white, yet the wind is rather a sweet color blue.
It seems that I always take this walk when I'm alone.
Taking time to feel the streets and let the nature be my compass.
I can't help but look up to the sky from time to time.
The clouds are starting to uncover up my eyes, I pretended to wait for the next one.

As dusk seduced me into her path I blindly followed through.
However, wearing a fake smile is difficult at times.
Upon noticing myself, my eyes knelt down towards the pavement,
unnerved she decided to leave me there by station 172.
What I saw was a single drop of a faded light.
I don't know if I can wait until tomorrow, I can't pretend to wait for the next dawn.