Fantasies

people are crazy and times are strange
I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range
I used to care but things have changed
-Bob dylan

IN THE RED CHERRY [WITH LIGHTS INSIDE]

Sitting in the bus that looks like a red cherry with lights within, my mind walking at its own chosen speed while my bottom rests restfully on the blue seat. Yeah! the sky is beneath my bum, I am riding the red cherry with lights inside. The driver, the not such an old man with his white suit and the khaki hat, passionately indulges in riding the red cherry, speeding her up, swirling her curves on corners, making her groan at filthy roadrunners that come in her way. She moans in between, lightens up and let go of a cool breeze within her interior as if sighing with pleasure.

The breeze freshens me up and the other riders of the red cherry [with lights inside].

The woman beside me, I think I'm falling in love with her. No! I'm already in love with her but I'm not gonna wait for her to look at me. I think she's beautiful. I hope she's wearing that strawberry lipstick and that she has really long hair, like really really long, and they blow with every gush of the breeze the red cherry produces.

However, it's not worth taking a risk of having a look at her face or talk to her. She might turn out to be not so beautiful, as it happens every other time. The person of your dreams never turns out to be the same in real and I don't feel like taking a risk on my dreams just like that.

There! there is my stop, gotta go down. I speak to myself, say goodbye to the woman of my dream and hope that it doesn't reach her. I hate saying goodbyes but then goodbyes are always said with a hope that they don't turn true. However, it's always better to say goodbye than just a normal bye because you never know if you'd get a chance to say it again. I know it's rather sad to say that but then that's the way it is.

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