Regretting Smiles

A genuine (or not?) smile 
Caught from the corner of her eye,
Returned with a beaming smile
Now awoken to her own presence
With innocent glee
She smiled,
For she was smiled to.

She read his tears 
Frozen into words,
Cried with empathy,
Glad at last,
For pity would 
Haunt her no more.

She wonders now if she
Had imagined the smile?
(She prizes her tears for now.)