Unsweetened Thoughts

Her.

She cried.

She cried beneath the tree.

Her head hung low,

shoulders shaking as she wept.

To onlookers, 

she wasn't seen.

After all,

she was plainer than Jane.

But he,

he could see.

He could spot her from a mile away.

He knew she was crying.

and he watched her cry.

His heart felt full,

it started to hurt.

He kept watching her,

tears forming in his own eyes.

She was still beautiful

in all her

red-faced,

puffy-eyed glory.

He was in love.