The 'lowered expectations' couple was kissing on my bus today.
She runs her fingers through his receding hairline as he kisses her.
His hand curls around the danger red 'watch your step' sign when he kisses her.
But she doesn't close her eyes when he kisses her.
She watches the giggling girls sitting near the door,
the girls who called her fat,
the girls who called her ugly,
the girls she would never be.
Her eyes scream
"see, he thinks I'm beautiful,
see, I'm good enough.
see, he loves me."
They didn't notice.
But I did.