Sometimes you might be lucky enough to bump into the one person you wanna spend the rest of your life with, and that is love.
Sometimes when you do something too many times, it has less of an effect. It’s like the law of diminishing returns. It happens to everyone. That’s why there are so many fetishes out there.
Every day, you ride the bus and count the minutes, hoping you’ll see her again. She smiles, and you feel a strange tingle up the back of your neck. Something carnal inside of you causes your body to break out in sweats. You feel like the luckiest man in the world. She sits alone, just like every other day, and looks out the window lost in her thoughts. You know that look. She’s just as alone as you are. But she doesn’t have to be. You could talk to her. Tell her you’d love to sit next to her today and every other day, because life is short, and no one deserves to ride the bus alone.