The Rear View Mirror

She slowly released the clutch

She sat there

Eyes straight ahead

She longed to feel his touch

.

.

One more time

.

.

She hesitated

She had waited

.

.

For so long

.

.

Her eyes search the rear view mirror

He was no longer there

Unaware

.

.

He left a long time ago

.

.

She released the clutch

Slowly driving away

Accepting sadly

She would no longer feel his touch

.

.

Janette Bendle 2019

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