She

How is she?
Is she doing fine now?
Is she still sitting at the cafe, waiting for someone to come and make her light up?
Or has she packed up and head to the train station?
Has she took the next train?
Or is she still waiting for the train to come?

She is still there.
Sitting on the bench alone.
Covered with her red scarf,
Her eyes glistened with tears.
How long does she has to be here?
How much longer should she wait?
Where should she go next?

She looked up at the sky,
And closed her eyes.
He is still there.
She opened her eyes,
stood up,
and walked aimlessly,
not knowing where to go next,
what to do next,
and who to meet next.

She smiled to every stranger,
though her heart aches.
She made small talks with people around her,
though her heart still longs for him.
She talked about moving on,
when she hasn't moved on.
She was okay,
but she isn't.

She needs a closure.
She needs a reason.
To move on.

Jenny~