A long bus ride

Life is like a long bus ride. You meet the most diverse people during this journey. Some encounters lasts only a few stops. But some stay with you for the entire trip.

Sometimes you see a particular person that you really wanted to talk to, but never had the chance.

Sometimes you meet the greatest of people; kind, caring and humble, but sadly you’ll never meet them again.

Sometimes you’re stuck with cold, selfish people that make your trip unpleasant.

And at the end of most trips, you meet the one person that’s willing to let you rest your head on their shoulder.

So what am I trying to say?

People come and go on this ride of life. Some of them you really, really miss.

I’ve shared this journey with a lot of people. They really make this bus ride worthwhile and bearable.

To all those people who are still on the bus: I hope we’re headed for the same stop.

To the people who I havn’t spoken to on the bus: I really want to meet you and show you where I’m headed.

And to all those who have gotten off earlier than expected: I miss you.