Here she comes.
There she goes.
Where is she going.
Nobody knows.

Is she going home,
To another. A lover
One who will make everything alright.
Is she going home to him tonight.

Is she going back,
From whence she came.
Going back to live her life again.
Making new mistakes from which she will learn nothing but gain everything.

Is she going nowhere in particular.
Somewhere new and exciting.
Being invited by the uninviting.
Is her route unplanned and her mind not quite made up yet.

Will she ever get to where she is going?
There is no way of knowing.
Unless we ask her.

Oh, too late. She’s already gone