Tear Stained Cheeks Poem by Colette Grosvenor

I saw her.
She sat there,
With tear stained cheeks.
Ignoring the world as it passed her.
The world wasn't necessary,
Not to her.

The clock ticks back,
And I saw her,
Sat on the side lines of life.
Laughter and jokes erupted from her body,
But, even from a distance,
I was the only one who noticed,
The mask that veiled her pretty face.
Her hidden eyes blinked out a message,
That the swarm failed to detect.
It was a message of loneliness.

I saw her today,
And I sat beside her.
But before I could utter a single word,
I found myself being smiled at,
Beamed at in fact.

Maybe that was all she ever needed.