Unseen

She woke early, again. Before the sun began to glow. Walking to the kitchen, something changed. She dressed in her clothes from last night, took her bag and slipped out home. He woke when the door closed, looking used to finding her laying around the room. He shrugged though, heading for the shower. She glanced up at the window as she crossed the street, the sun began to glow along the sky. He dried his hair, grabbed some coffee, and started to wonder. He looked outside to see the sun lifting, somehow in all this time, could never see her.


Note: This is the conclusion to the drabble series inspired by "Tuesday Morning".