A Midday Memory

I was waiting for a mini bus to get home in that afternoon. Then, it came.
By chance, I sat beside a young man. Nothing happened until suddenly he began talking to me.
The longer, the more intimate.
When I would go down, he looked at me like want to say something. But, no word said.
The bus went away. However, I still stood up with a left feeling.
I never see him anymore. But, that midday memory will always keep on my mind.

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