313. (untitled)

 I caught her eyes as she 
   entered the subway car.
We held the gaze for a brief
   moment.
Then I watched her take her seat.
The mask covered her face but the 
   sadness was still visible.
Her eyes couldn't hide it - 
   dark brown, beautiful and big,
   but full of sadness.
Her mind seemed far away,
   somewhere else.
Perhaps remembering happier times or
   maybe dwelling on the sadness.
A big sigh as her shoulders heaved,
   as if carrying the weight of the world.
A well formed in her eyes, but did not spill over.
A glance up to the heavens and a shake of her head.
One final sigh before she got up and
   exited the car. 
The cause of her sadness a mystery to me,
   but probably all-consuming for her.