Poems about girl - .sad Girl

.sad Girl - Poem by YURI DURAAN

She waits on the steps of his building,
sitting daintily, so not to crease her dress
checking and rechecking her appearance
in a silver-plated compact mirror
(a present from him, bought on one of many trips)

She avoids eye contact with passers-by
not wanting them to think that she's 'that sort of woman'

'I'll be down in a minute' he said to her - some time ago

She looks up at his window seven stories up where the light
is still blazing.... a beacon against the sky,
now dark,
the sky casting a shadow over her eager hopes and
naive disposition

Finally, she takes her leave,
uncertain, with little steps
looking up,
then looking down....
still avoiding eye-contact with passers-by
feeling exactly like 'that sort of woman'.