If I hadn’t missed the bus that day
And hurried worrying on my way
Late again, I’d be in trouble
Faster faster, at the double.
Then I bumped into you.
I stopped, you stopped.
I said “Sorry,”
You said something like “Don’t worry”.
“But I’ll soon be late,” I said,
Thoughts of dismissal in my head.
Then you reached out to me
“Get in, ‘ you said, “I’ll take you there
You never thought of asking where
I was bound for, was it far.
Thoughtless, I leapt into your car.
And that is how it started.
We met. We talked, our friendship grew
We laughed a lot and quarrelled too.
No longer “me” and “you” – it’s “us”
And all because I missed my bus!
NOTE: This is a piece of fiction and should not be read as an encouragement to young women to leap into cars with men they don’t know!