Really Gone

She packed her bags and walked out the house

I thought to myself is it really over now

We’ve had a fight or two now and then

But we’d make up and she’d smile again

But the way she looks right now

Don’t look the same to me

How can you tell if she’s really gone

Somebody tell me

I can still see her in my arms

How can this be

I should have held her close, swallowed my pride

Kissed her lips and turned out the light

I’m holding out hoping she comes home

How can you tell if she’s really gone

Bet she’s at her sisters place

Drinking wine or tequila strait

Trying her best not to talk about me

I know she starts to ramble when she drinks

I can’t feel sorry for myself

Im the reason she’s somewhere else

Two weeks past, no ring on the phone

But every night I leave the light on

I’m losing hope like I’m losing sleep

Replaying the night she decided to leave