When you read your feelings 
on your sisters passing
i was overcome with remorse.
though i did not know her
or you until recently
watching you silently cry
made my heart wretch.
i never felt the way i did
before you confronted me with your sorrow.
i never felt the way i did before you 
confronted me with your sorrow.
i never knew i would feel so 
helpless and confused
until your tears passed between us.
my mind tells me that i never cried from
what others did to me but, 
from what i did to others.
i feel responsible somehow
for your silent tears.
i don't know why,
maybe i passed her on the street before
and continued walking, thinking
she was nobody.