The Girl Running

Empty chairs and empty tables Were my friends no more?? Would this pain stop?? Don't ask me why I made this sacrifice. Why so sudden, why now did she say she must be gone And took away my heart as a fine souvenir I don't understand why she got away But take me wherever you are Bring me home to you. Here in my closet, I write my last confession. Remember, the truth was once spoken by this same lips you now dread All I wanted was to make a connection But it seems I came in the wrong direction. Now am all these thoughts without a pen And I'll take credit for all that went wrong