That Secret Half Smile (Poem)

that incident halved her smile.
it became crooked, bent and out of shape,
one side of the lips fell just a fraction lower,
as though she was struggling not to care
but sadness was weighing down on one edge.

she thought no one ever noticed.

I did.

I called it her secret half-smile,
and I'm going to pretend this is a mystery
shared between her and I.

yet she will never know,
for I am just a stranger,
standing, lost,
behind the shadows.