Waiting at a stop that no longer exists

I keep dreaming I'm at the old 14th Street bus stop, the one they tore down in '09. The schedule board is blank but I'm still standing there, not angry, just present, like showing up is the whole point. In the dream I notice the concrete is warm in a way I've never felt awake, and I think: this is what it means to keep faith with a place that forgot you.