Dropping eaves

Buru

A little nothing
Don't expect seriousness....




She said to her:
"Three were infatuated,
Two lost their heart.",
While she sipped on
her diet coke.
"Not one knew me".

She smiled slowly
while she spoke
and stirred her drink
with a straw,
maybe her soul swirled
in those brown waters.

I thought from my seat
two tables behind,
how many hearts had she lost?
and how many lives
had she killed
With that wistful smile?

Words about the impossibility
of allowing herself to love
lingered in the thick cafeteria air,
and as I paid my bill
and walked out the door
I thought,

I really should stop listening
to other people's conversations.