I walked in and sat down
waiting for the time to pass by.
and then I looked up,
that quick glance caught my eye.
She was the meaning of the word ‘beauty’
with no make-up on and a scarf tied.
She was light skinned,
with full pink lips and deep brown eyes.
She sat there alone
while everyone else was up.
but I couldn’t stop staring
there was something that kept pulling me.
She caught me staring and so I put down my head
then she smiled at me and looked away.
In that quick glance she gave me
there was an understanding between us.
In that moment
I was able to decipher her thoughts
and I could tell she wasn’t happy
She didn’t like the way things were
but she couldn’t let people know
so she hid in her misery
but in that quick glance
she confided everything to me
and I understood her every motion
she got up and left,
before I had the chance to meet her
and I kept hoping she’d be back
but I never saw her again.
I never got to know her name
or where she was from
but that stranger taught me something that day
something that I began to realize.
That we all have pain in common
it just differs in the way we hide it.
#MiniPicasso
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