We Don't Talk Anymore

Irene

She descended down the stairs
She stepped outside of the building

The cold breeze hit her face softly
She inhale a deep breath and exhaled
Then she started walking to the bus stop

As she waited with other pedestrians
To cross the road
She looked at watch to check the time
She was late
She looked around anxiously

She saw cars passing by
Cars with families
Cars with couples

Then suddenly car drove closer to the bus stop and stopped 
In front of her
A car like his

"Is it him? Did he see me?"
"No, it couldn't be him."
"But maybe-"

"Excuse me..."
Someone collided with her
She almost lost her balance
"Sorry... I'm running late"
The girl said as she stepped into the car

A little voice inside her head asked
"Why would he drive you anymore?"