Fragments of the Heart

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F R A G M E N T - 65

Cup of Tea

You were at a bus stop
with earphones on,
listening to verses
like it was Ramadan.

You waited patiently
for everyone to ride,
for you enjoyed being
the last one inside.

You were on your way
to an 8 a.m. class,
riding the bus with ease
and watching the trees pass.

You were quiet the entire trip
and didn't peep a sound,
only blinking through
tinted-windows at the background.

You were the very first
to get off the quiet bus,
quickly buying a cup of tea
before heading towards us.

You would raucously pass by
and stare with curious eyes,
observing the way I laughed
to unconsciously memorize.