Someone else's tears in the morning

This morning at 5:00 a.m. I am awakened by a girl crying outside my bedroom window. She is pulling on a guy in a hoodie's hand, begging him not to go. Sobbing. He shrugs her off and they walk across the street where she pushes him up against a fence, pleading even harder through her tears.

"Come on, don't go..."

They walk away into the dawning light.