To The woman on the train
To the Stranger Who Sat Beside Me
You sat beside me while I was trying not to cry.
You did not ask what was wrong. You handed me a tissue and looked out the window, giving me privacy without leaving me alone.
Before your stop, you said, “Whatever happened, you will not feel exactly like this forever.”
I do not know whether you believed it or simply knew I needed to hear it.
You were right.
I still remember your green coat and the kindness of not asking for my story.
You did not ask what was wrong. You handed me a tissue and looked out the window, giving me privacy without leaving me alone.
Before your stop, you said, “Whatever happened, you will not feel exactly like this forever.”
I do not know whether you believed it or simply knew I needed to hear it.
You were right.
I still remember your green coat and the kindness of not asking for my story.
