What I Was Feeling When I Watched Tom Drive By

As the days have gone by, I have gradually stopped calling Tom because I am being forced to stay in my room with George watching me like a hawk.  A few hours ago, Tom stopped by to get gas in a beautiful new yellow car and George asked if he could have the old one so he could take me out West.  I was sitting in the window and Tom glances up at me, and in that one second I knew that he didn't want me to go, but he had no choice or George would become suspicious of him.  I could tell that Tom wished to tell me something but he glanced up one more time and drove away.  I feel heartbroken and hopeless.  My life will no longer have meaning after leaving this place.  Even being trapped in my room at least I can see the cars drive by and imagine that I am in the car with Tom on the way back to our private apartment.  Wait, I think I see Tom's car!  He's coming back for me!