the schizophrenic with the sparkling eyes

i have see him at the bus station
twice
he blends in with the mass, but has a look in his eye that sparkles and shines
he smiles to himself, a sweet shy smile that is only for him
he talks to everyone around him, straight-forwardly and honestly
he doesn't hide, and that's what i like about him

i imagine things about him
what his childhood was like, what his adulthood is like
and the story unfolds in my mind as i wait for my bus

i find myself wishing that he has a special girl that he likes
rooting for him, that she liked him back
if you saw him you'd know he deserved a sweet girl
his eyes just scream out that he knows what love is
they just sparkle and shine

i imagine his name is something simple
but something you can't forget

i see him loping with his big backpack and tall frame
from the hospital to get on the bus
sometimes i see him getting off,
and see him walking in that same direction
once again
i have a feeling he goes to the hospital everyday
and is friends with all the nurses
he would know each one by name, and know all the twists and turns of the hospital

he is a youthful sweet-faced man
i picture him at the age of 23
maybe older, but laughter and innocence had kept his features childish

he sometimes has his arm wrapped around someone, who's not there
he always laughs at jokes that no one can hear
and out of the corner of my eye i see him look at something magnificent; things that no one can see

and as the crowd looks away, uncomfortable and scared
i look on in curiosity, and wonder

i want him to show me what is so magnificent that he just has to look at in amazement
i want to ask him, can i meet that sweet girl you have your arm around
i bet she's interesting, even though he would be the only one to know that

he's a schizophrenic
i have heard him say it out loud more than once
but why does he need reality, if what he sees is so beautiful?
why bring him down here to walk among the living and the sane,
if what he sees is so damn interesting?

he should be helping us
there has to be something beautiful on that bus stop that im missing
and he's got it