.bus ride.

my small voice

are you alright?

i am worried for your welfare

yet fear an intrusion

wait

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my small voice

are you ok?

i may understand if you explain a little

look at his face

my small voice

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my hand touched his arm

i look away & say that

i may also feel this way

look down to my hands neat in my lap as always

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my small voice

he leans in while i allow the silence

the silence lengthens

&

my small voice is quiet

we look out and the world passing by

his finger points

an understanding