I don’t think I can take much more of this. 

I’ve been awaiting this dreadful moment all my life and now, 

Here it is. 

A car pulls up and a woman gets out.

The car pulls away leaving her stranded. 

She shields her pretty face from the breeze, not that I wanted to see it.

When I saw her last she was only seventeen.

Like me.

So long ago,

I think I missed her.