I see her every day
she always sits in there, under the tree
she looks like waiting for someone
but, I never saw someone who she was waiting for
sometimes she looked up,
sometimes she cries,
sometimes she looks like she was daydreaming
I don’t know did she was waiting for someone
but, I know that her face is always the same every day
she looks tired and tried to cover that
I could see that she was injured
her eyes radiate grief
she always waited for hours
sometimes I’m also waiting for hours
just wanted to know, who she has been waiting?
what is it for she willing to do that?
did she meet the man she was waiting for?
as usual the next day
I got through the tree where she was waiting
but, I don’t see her
the next day I also do not see her
the next day I was sitting in her usual place to sit
I waited for hours, but she still didn’t come
a week passed, a month passed
she never came again
and I never got an answer to my questions
without realising I was doing what she did
I waited for hours,
sometimes I look up,
sometimes I cry
I realised what she feels a month ago
I experienced what she experienced
we both experienced the same thing,
namely loss.
