england

I rest my head against the window, let the vibrations from the rail fill me. I turn up the volume on my ipod, and close my eyes. embraced by exploding emotions I am drifting away. awakened by the feeling of attendance, I open my eyes. staring straight forward, at the seat across from me there is a dream. he's fiddling with some bracelets on his arm, but I can't stop staring at his fringe covering his eyes. hypnotized. by the time the golden curls finally reveal a pair of greyish eyes I haven't ended my staring. he notices it and chuckles a little, looks back at me. I look away, ashamed.