Looking through the glass.
Staring at the passersby.
A look so uncertain caught my eye.
A flamed girl,
Being burned deep within. Alive.

The eyes shocked me,
And she seemed to be screaming,
But only tears fell on the outside.

Her hand pressed the glass,
And I felt as though there was no safe place to hide.
Silence spoke,
Time froze,
Even as the seconds flew by…

So I placed my hand where hers would’ve been,
If only she had come inside.
And I felt an immeasurable understanding of loss then,
From a beautiful passerby.