This Melody Was Meant For YouJohn steps on the bus feeling empty, more so past the point where he can still ignore the feeling. He's already forgotten what not-empty feels like. His soggy coat drips onto the floor of the bus; he'd forgotten his spare umbrella at the clinic and had to settle for his very absorbent coat and a small cap. The very cat that had him dubbed "Robin" alongside "Hatman".This Melody Was Meant For You3 years ago in The Great Valentine Exchange More Like This
It's been three years since that day.
He looks around the bus and is greeted with the sight of young couples snogging each other senseless and old couples smiling indulgently. Three years ago, he would have scowled at them all and cursed the heavens for allowing time to go on.
Now, instead, he keeps his face blank and walks over to an empty row near the back.
As the bus engine slowly roars to life, John stares but doesn't really look at the surroundings. As the bus twists and turns around London, outside becomes one big blur of grey and pink. Despite the dreary weather, the city seems intent on sharing the love.