The little old lady

while I sat on the bus today, on my way back from picking up my check, one song that reminds me of you comes on, I try to fight back my tears but I can't my eyes start to water and I slyly look out the window, I feel a tap on my shoulder, its a little old lady with a concerned look she asks "are you ok son?" I tell her yes and wipe my tears, she ask again"are you sure? you seem heart broken" I guess I'm just easy to read.

I take off my headphones and tell her I am, I tell her about you, and how blind I am at not seeing what was in front of me, "we all make mistakes sweetheart, its owning up to them and fixing them is whats most important" she says, I told her I can't fix it because you hate me and I explained why "nonsense she'll get over that" she says confidently, "all that matters is that you love her right?" I agree,I talk about my mother and  she tells me a story about her late husband who died last year from liver cancer.

she tells me how he fought to stay with her for a long time,and how she was able to hold his hand before he passed, he died happy. If you love something so much you fight for it, "are you going to fight for her?" "even if you don't get her back fighting and trying your best is better than not doing anything and just feeling sorry for yourself" I agree,she pats me on my shoulder and gives me a little hug, "I can tell you are a very kind and sweet young man"she says. "You're too young and handsome to be so sad ok?" she says with a smile, I smile back at her.

"There we go was that so hard?" we both laugh, I used to hate this city so much, so far from my friends, but then I meet the sweetest little lady ever, she's like my own guardian angel. Her stop wasn't too far from mine, so I got off and walked her home, her grandson was waiting for her, a bit older than me, she introduced me as her friend.

Before I left she told me I could come by anytime I felt like it to come to talk, "and try to not feel so down on yourself, your face, you have a face that should stay happy sweetie I don't want to see anymore frowns ok?" I've never actually just talked and walked any stranger home, maybe its because I never was close with my grandparents and this was a chance to get to know someone older, to gain some wisdom from them and I did, thank you so much janet, you truly are an angel sent down from heaven and I'm sure tom is watching you and is very proud. God bless you janet. and I'll be by sunday to talk.