Eversince I moved here, there was a boy who would ride on the same bus as me in the mornings and after I finished my part time job late at night. He was tall. Really tall. I think I'm about to his chest? He's handsome too. Really handsome. His profile was perfect. And the way he dresses is totally my ideal. He has dark brown hair. But I don't know his name nor do I see him anywhere other than on the bus we ride together.