And there she was!
always with a book in hand
she never really talked to me
but whenever i saw her
it felt as if she had something to say

That day as i walked into her dorm room
i saw her crying
but couldnt ask the reason why
i went away from there
but soon realised that nevertheless i should talk to her

I thought of asking her everything i wanted to
about why  she never made friends
and why she never opened about herself

i opened the door and realised she was gone
and to this day the question haunts me
What happened?