Prose

One day, somewhere out there,
I saw a girl standing up in the corner.
She had cried.
It was in the dark...
It was the middle of the night.
I saw her tears falling on her cheeks...

I've always wondered.
What had happened to her?
A few days after that night...
I saw her again.
At that moment, an amazing smile was lighting up on her face.
So awesome!
She was so beautiful.
I dared myself to ask her:
"Was you a girl I saw that night? '
She smiled at me, so friendly.
And she said:
"Yes. That was me. I have suffered, but I have won".
And then she walked by, with a smile.
I stood for a while and wondered...
What does it mean?