The bus stop can be alot of things, it can be lonely, it can be fun, it can be interesting, it can be hurtful. We stood there, the rain falling.
“I guess the bus is late?” I said.
“What was your first clue?” She replied grinning.
I hugged her, she took my phone out of my pocket and ran. I chased her around the bus stop. I caught her in a bear hug. Both of us laughing.
“You like stealing phones from the innocent?” I said sarcastically.
“Well in my spare time when i’m not on a quest for the holy grail or building a spaceship for the maned mission to Mars.” she grinned.
I replied with a hug. It suddenly changed to a serious mood. I went in to kiss her. I hesitated but then went again. There we were kissing at a bus stop in the pouring rain. The rain got harder. The bus passed, we didn’t really notice or care much. We leaned out of the kiss. I looked at her face, and wiped the raindrops off it. She tapped my nose, and giggled. I gave her a hug that if I could would have it last a lifetime.