bus

i was at the bus stop when a red nissan went past me
i dont recognise that car.
somehow it made me stop and look
the way it went past me.. it stopped at the junction rather far away.
a woman, and her child, seated at the passenger seat. far and blurred.
i couldnt stop staring.. the car was far
but i could not help staring.
i missed my bus.

i couldnt make out the driver.
my intuition tells me i KNOW him.