What breaks in the hermetically sealed yon window??? could it be a smile, bright and fair and an eye winking at her, for almost two weeks now in the rushed blur of two monoliths hurtling passed each other, holding many in the belly of twin beasts,
And the next day a sign saying "You are too cute!" she'd barely read it before it disappeared.... alpha-smitten into a colored blur.
And the roses that appeared where she sat every day, and then the candy, and a card that said "I will only grow number without yours...??? phone number that is... she supposed -lol.
Then on one mundane Monday morning there he was in her seat with two tickets to a Broadway show, and a reservation set up at one of the finest restaurants, and so they sat and laughed and held hands briefly, and a date was set and happiness rode with them till his stop was called by the cord that is pulled, to disrupt such joy,
(much like a babies cord is pulled and cut free from the mother's womb it so cherished)
Then he was gone, and the next mourn she woke up realizing it was all a dream, a lonely conjuring of her wishes in the wee hours of the night knowing with much misery that she had to leave the one sided depression of her warm blankets for the bitter cold of a subway ride.
later... after plunking down in her seat, lo, and behold in a train passing by on the opposite tracks she caught a glimpse of a brief smile and a wink, and her heart soared with the possibilities yet to come!