I was on a bus. I saw this girl sitting across from me eating her burger. I don't know why, but I was studying her. I could see immense pain in her eyes, brimming with tears. Those eyes tried to avoid the tears, avoid my gaze. She shut her eyelids, hoping to engulf those tears. But the drop trickled down and fell on her arm. She wiped it away, slightly embarrassed, and looked out through the window. The bus stopped briefly. There was a row of tulips by the sidewalk, cheerful red and pink, dancing in the sun. I saw a smile escape her lips. It was spring, it will see her through.
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