Why?

“Why?” I heard him ask as he left the room.
“I don’t understand” he called from the hall.
“You know I wouldn’t if you didn’t make me”, the entry door opens.
An engine starts.
The car moves away from the curb.
Muffled sound as it disappears around the corner.
I remove my hands, that protected my face.
The same hands that wipe away the tears of pain.
I breathe a sighed breath as my new life begins.

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