I decided to take a short drive before work, so I went towards the park.
I kept noticing this car speeding up behind me, and for some reason it made me feel anxious so I took a left turn.
Your house sits at the other end of the road, but I wasn't worried because you moved to Texas a month ago.

Then I saw two familiar cars parked out front, lights on inside, your good friend and my sister's fiance, headed towards the front door.
My heart clenched and my legs got weak, as if I had just been caught stealing.

Why are you there?

I know I'll never find out, and that curiosity will just eat away at me wondering if I should have come said good-bye.