Where is that girl?
The girl that took a T and two buses to surprise me with flowers?
Where is that girl that brought me to life?

Where is that girl go that held her head high and loved so hard?
Where is that girl that drew me pictures, sang, and played the guitar for me?
Where is that girl...?

Who took her away?
Who Changed the way the wind was Blowing?
Who gave her all of this hurt?

Where did the girl that played board games at the dinner table with me?
Where did that girl who called me her medicine, her home, her love...go?
I miss that girl

I miss that girl who wanted me to sit next to her and hold her close always
I miss the girl who was quiet when she was upset
I miss the girl that never wanted me to worry about a thing...

I don't miss the girl who wanted to have long drawn out arguments about the smallest things
I don't miss the girl who said hurtful things when she got mad
I don't miss the girl who pretended

Pretended that she knew what she wanted out of life
The girl that painted such a beautiful picture of our life together
The girl that took me around a favorite neighborhood of hers to look at houses...
The girl that talked about having kids

This girl painted pictures that I didn't even see
This girl now played guitar and sang when no one was around
That's not the girl I miss

This new angry, hurt, and hurtful person is not the girl I miss...

Where is that girl...?

Lost behind walls of uncertainty; latching onto anything...
Just to feel less alone
To not feel anything at all

I don't know that girl
The beautiful, soulful, strong woman I fell head over heals in love with
Is
Gone...