Friday, October 13, 2006

girl in a car

some time ago, i saw a girl crying, alone, in her car. we were both stuck in an unusual crawl on a highway and happened to stop right next to each other.

she gripped the steering wheel so tightly that her knuckles turned white. the tears that rolled down her cheeks fell onto her pretty white blouse, and every couple of seconds or so she brought her hand up to her face to rub the trails that remained on her skin.

although her face was scrunched up, her nose red and her hair matted against the dampness of her cheeks, i could tell that she wasn't a bad-looking girl. i couldn't help but wonder what drove her to cry in her car.

maybe she had a bad row with her parents, or perhaps she just split up with the first boy she's ever loved. there's the possibility that the grandfather who gave her her name had been diagnosed with terminal cancer, or that her pet dog died while she was having lectures in college.

but from the way she clenched her teeth and shook her head in between sobs, i could tell that she was crying tears of disappointment. she had let herself down.


there's nothing worse than disappointing no one else but yourself.

i cried in my car today.

i hope no one saw me.

lishun at 5:21 PM