I wanted to tell her ....

B boarded my cab crying today. I adjusted the rear view mirror to look at her. She tried her best not to show it . But I can feel her. I feel her sadness, I see tears dripping from her eyes. Those eyes are not made for that, it's too lovely. I heard her soft sobs. She did try her best to hide it from me.

I wanted to tell her that she can always count on me.

I wanted to tell her that not only I am a good driver, I am also a good listener.

I wanted to tell her we can drive around so she can see the world go by from the window of my cab for free.

I wanted to tell her that everything will be alright.

I wanted to tell her that I'd drive her to a happy place.

.... until reality hits me ... that i am just her cab driver.