I waited for the train to come
as I do everyday.
Standing. Listening to heavy metal.
Full volume.
Fingers playing the drum track on my lap.
Station packed with strangers
until she walks by.
She's the one girl I see everyday take the same train,
just standing a couple meters from me.
I almost smiled as she passed by,
but I was too shy to do so.
She's no model. She's no movie star.
She has sad, shy eyes hiding behind thick framed glasses.
Long, black hair falling down her shoulders.
She walks a little hunched from carrying her backpack.
And still she makes me too shy to even say hi.
I know nothing about her.
Not her age.
Not her number.
Not even her name.
All I know is I like her,
and that today I let my chance pass me by,
yet again.

Walking down the busy streets in downtown Madrid,
a father gives his hand to his son.
Alone as they are.
No mommy.
No wife.

They walk through the crowd. Faces just come and go.
The father's rutine this kid walks in awe.
The kid suddenly stops as daddy asks why?
He answers "Look, daddy. The princess of stars."

The father, confused, tries to find said woman,
but fails to see what his offspring just saw
for this princess does not wear fancy clothes or a crown.
She doesn't have a royal court or a gown.

The kid's eyes are glowing with joy and excitement.
He finds it hard to believe what his eyes just saw.
The most beautiful woman ever to stride before him.
The princess he's heard of in many stories before.

Dad doesn't understand what's special about this lady.
She wears high heels, bad hair and few clothes.
Cigarette in hand, red lips selling pleasure.
Sad look in her eyes, and in her heart just hope.

The kid lets go of his father's grasp.
Runs towards the lady with a smile on his face.
He says "Hello, my fair princess. I don't wish to bother,
but may I have one kiss? One I can't erase."

The lady, surprised, asks "Me? A princess?
I'm sorry, dear, but I'm quite the opposite.
But I'll give you a kiss for being such a gentleman,
and treating this lady like no man ever has."

She leans towards the kid. His eyes filled with joy.
She imprints the silhouette of her lips in the sweet boy's cheek.
Father catches up with his darling son,
and excuses his kid for any trouble caused.

She says, in the sweetes voice "I'll have to thank you.
Your son just came over and brighten my day."
He looks up to her, and they share a quick glance.
What happened next I'll tell some other time.