leaving

Then she left, 

with no answers, 

she had not to have them. 

Answers to questions 

that nobody had asked. 

But with a couple of ideas in her mind.

Ideas that could have been 

the answers to many questions. 

Would be poetic adding tears to her face, 

but there were not. 

There are no metaphors in this story, 

as there was no space for tears. 

She left. 

And that was all.