To the girl on the bus.

I saw your face in the flyer,
your fathers looking for you y’know?
I suppose I should’ve mentioned it, but that was quite some time ago.
You looked focused on that book you were reading,
maybe I should’ve asked what it was about.
I was going to eat a tuna sandwich on the way,
but it’s not the most pleasant smell so I opted to go without.
I liked your skirt, I wonder if you knew it had a hole.
I assume you did, because the color on the floral pattern was starting to dull.
On the way home I saw your face in the flyer again, ...