Stood at the window,
Forehead pressed against glass.
Watching and waiting,
Unaware of time past.
Stood still at the window,
Eyes staring, misted glass.
Hot breath obscures visibility
as headlights drive passed.
Statuesque at the window,
Nose cold against glass.
Slow shallow inhale,
Heart beat painfully fast.
Stiffen, silent at the window,
Listening for tyres on gravel.
Heart pounding in ear drums,
Spiralling thoughts unravel.
Abandoned at the window,
Still staring, unblinking.
Prayers, promises and bargains,
Merely wishful thinking.
Lone child at the window,
No one knows that she’s there.
Curtains closed. Nobody looking.
Does anyone care?
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To The Core 