She left,
Following her heart,
To the man she loves.
Leaving her small town in the dust,
Following the sunset,
To the sandy shores.

The shores she was once afraid of.
Now where her heart is.
The man she once ignored,
Now her whole world.

Eighteen years of her life with you,
Gone.
She gets in her car and leaves.
Never looking in her rear-view mirror.

A cloud of dust follows right behind her.
Keeping her from,
Going back.
Chasing her into the arms of a man,
That will one day leave her.

Driving her into the rough waters,
Of life.
Taking her away,
From her loving parents.
The people who taught her everything she knows.
Now left wondering,
Why?
Standing in the little house she once called home.
Now just an old memory.

As the sun finally sets,
She runs to his arms.
Comforted by his touch.
Not looking at what she did.
Not worrying about what happens next.
The reality of her life seems so far away.

After eighteen years here she was,
In the arms of a man who,
Said he loves her.
A cell phone now dead,
In the bottom of a bag.
Holding the messages,
From the ones who truly love her.

As the days drag on her parents are left without more than a note.
One that says,
“I’m sorry, but I love him.”
As her mother sits in the window watching the rain fall,
Begging the lord to,
Bring her home.
A car pulls into the drive.

The girl who ran away at eighteen was home.
Tear filled eyes,
Running to the home, that holds her secrets.