I smile as see her in the car we just bought
I got off work and cant wait to tell her about my day
But thats when I see it
The sad look on her face
"Something wrong babe?"
She shook her head and faked a smile
"Nothing just a long day" She lied
Even the dog knew before me
It felt like lead on my chest as I walked into our room
Her bags packed and boxes with the labels
"This isnt easy to say"
Blood rose to my face mostly from being embarrassed and angry
She turned and ran out the door
"Just let her go"
That voice, I havent heard from him in awhile
Its the voice of reason
"She wants out. She deserves to be happy, Pal."
That was the last we saw of her.
There are nights where I still cry and wonder, why,
Why did I let it die?
