The bus stop is empty
again.
A gust of wind blows my hair across my eyes

"Quite cold out isn't it?"
I jump.

"Sorry, did I startle you?"

His eyes are blue.
No, one is brown.
He has heterochromia.

"No- um, I didn't see you,
Yeah, I suppose it is a bit cold"

He glances at my scrubs,
"Where are you headed this early?"

I give him a look.
“The hospital…”

He smirks.
"Isn't that your bus then."

A bus pulls out the stop
and speeds away
Wait-
"Oh shoot that is my bus!"

The stranger laughs,
his eyes crinkle at the sides.

"Well here’s my bus,
so I guess this is goodbye"

I sigh.
“Bye then.”
Pretty eyes.