I was staring out my window, not exactly focused on anything, I had a one track mind at the moment. Would she ever come back? Was it my fault she left? Where would she go? Why exactly did she leave? I didn’t know. I just remembered the loud slam of the door, running to my window and watching the exhaust billow up into the air as she sped away. She’d left everything behind, including me. I was frightened, abandoned, and alone. I stared at my reflection in the window pane, how long had it been? I look at the time and then the calender, two years, I miss her.