Possibilites Poem by Erin Hanson

These soft bare tears tumbling across my cheek.
Gloomy-Pale sadden faces,
stumbling past me,
as if someone just died.

Walking with her was a memory to hold on to...
yet scared and shaking.
All the possibilites of why she would be here tuggin in my head.

Stiff moment of silence between us too..
She looked deep into my eyes,
her eyes sparkling as glitter,
blue glitter.

Almost as a silent wisper, in my ear she softly says,
he strangeled me.
She gasped for air as boulder size tears roll down her face.

Stopping just before anyone saw her,
She swallows in the fear,
Drys up the tears,
And moves on.