She's done being alone!

You go out almost every night

Leaving the girl sit there all alone

In a dark, silent house

Not thinking that maybe that door isn’t locked

Maybe there is danger in the home

As you take sip after sip

Of the addicting alcohol

As you smoke

That smoldering cigarette

You never notice

That maybe she’ll eventually realize

That there is no reason to listen

No reason to stay alone

That she can run

And you won’t even notice

Until the next day

When you awake

With a horrible hangover

And realize

She isn’t there

But even then

Would you notice the note on the bed

Saying, “I’m done being alone”

The empty drawers that once held clothes

The empty room that once held so many memories

Maybe just maybe

You would realize

That it’s a problem

That has hurt too many people

Maybe just maybe,

You’ll realize

I’m slowly slipping away.

Out of your once loving, open arms

Or maybe,

It will finally hit,

That I’m already gone.