I waited at the bus station like you had asked, right next to this parked bus for more than an hour; but you did not arrive. Your phone is switched off too, I guess you chickened out at the very last minute. I am standing here with all my belongings hastily dumped into a bag and a photograph of my family, whom I left, just to start a new life with you. Of course I cannot go back now, I do not have the guts to face them after this. My new life shall sure start, with or without you.
This drabble (100 word fiction) is written for Friday Fictioneers, 22nd August.