Gone

I spotted you sitting,

A smile on your face,

Gazing at the sky

In a world of your own.

I wondered then how you were,

What you were thinking.

What was making you smile,

A smile that stole my heart.

The breeze blew your hair,

A strawberry curtain concealing your face

For just a few seconds,

Then that smile again.

And then your phone rang,

And your smile quickly faded,

Replaced by a sadness

That tore up my heart.

You listened in silence,

Then hung up the phone.

Your head in your hands,

My ears heard your sobs.

I wanted to hold you,

To swallow your pain,

But I knew it was futile,

I was no use at all.

As that train hit me,

I pictured your face

As I saw it just now,

Adorned with a smile.

But now you have heard,

How I met my end;

And all I will see

Is your heartache and pain.