She drives the highway to clear her mind and ease her heart. ..When sometimes all she wanted to do was hear his voice. But that wasn’t an option. He’s starting to make her feel like HER past did. Expendable. She promised herself she would never allow another person to project their pain on her.. Pain that made her feel like a muddy foot was pressing against her throat restricting her breath. Everytime she attempted to breathe life into him, he resisted, and threw daggers. She’s strong so she pushed through the pain. She never fully understood why so many times she ended up broken when her intentions, and actions were good. Maybe she would never know… But one thing was clear, her promise to herself would never be broken. She would no longer allow people to make her feel expendable when she always saw the best in them, even on their bad days. Although, the pain was horrible, she coped better each time. The same life she breathed into others is the same life she loved. Herself. The seconds on the clock tick away to the moment when she will reach the door and turn the handle… Never looking back again.