I see her, the girl.
She sits lonley and cold.
She doesnt look up, she doesnt move an inch.
I go to the bench where she sits at.
She doesn't look at me oreven acknowledge that I'm there.
I look at her through the corner of my eye.
The look on her face says it all.
Cut face, sad eyes. and tears rolling down her cheecks.
I don't say anything at all.