Too Late

She sits in a corner, feeling unwanted, alone. Her friends and family deserted her, they've been silent for weeks. Where are they? No one to talk to, she clutches her pills, and stares at the water that's been there for hours. She thinks. It's her birthday today, but nobody called. Today, yesterday, or before. She pines for the phone to ring, but knows it won't. None of her friends are home, or family. They must be out together - without her. She swallows and listens to her shallow breathing cease. The phone rings. She'll never hear them say, "Surprise".