Why I... Ran Out in Front of the Car

When i was running towards the car, all i could think about was Tom. I was being hidden and kept away from the world that was in front of me. I recognized Tom's yellow car he always drove over to the shop. When he drove past the shop earlier that day, i told myself i would escape my life to be with him on his way back from New York. When i saw the yellow car coming, I assumed it was him so i ran towards him as a sign of help. I wanted Tom to help me, I need to be saved. I wanted him to take me away from George forever. I took the chance of running out of the house because i wasn't sure when the last time i would see him would be. I knew George and I would be moving soon and that i was going to miss Tom dearly. The life i had always wanted and dreamed of was with Tom, not George. I didn't want to move away from the love of my life. I felt like i was a dog on a leash. George was dragging me along. I was so caught up in the moment and so focused on being with Tom, i ruined my life. My marriage with George was slowly fading and my heart was always with Tom. Tom was supposed to be my saving grace but little did i know, Tom wasn't in that little yellow car.