It's been days since she's left, yet I sit here on the steps of this empty house. I watch the streets in what feels like slow motion as cars race home to be with the ones they love. Then I see her, her eyes meet mine, and she drives past.
It's been days since she's left, yet I sit here on the steps of this empty house. I watch the streets in what feels like slow motion as cars race home to be with the ones they love. Then I see her, her eyes meet mine, and she drives past.