Ode To Goodbye

I'm saving me from myself.
I'm saving myself from you.
You told me the way that it ought to be.
I just don't want to believe its true.

Do you remember what you last told me?
That the road offers freedom when you've been denied it most.
But what if I'm not ready to leave?
I've got one foot out the door but my hearts still with you.
What's a poor broken girl to do?

Pick me up, carry me home, I've been traveling all alone.
The roads a scary place when you've lost all you knew. And I've made friends but my mind remembers, just how much of you still lingers