that's the way girls are

This night I dreamed you went away.
I saw you stuffing your things into a suitcase, looking deeply into your boyfriend's eyes and grabbing his hand;
I looked out the window and saw you get into a cab with him;
I thought I heard something about Germany when you were walking down the stairs;
But I couldn't be sure - my head was filled with nothing but the awful sound of despair.
The point is:
Now I know for sure that no matter whatever happens to you, I'll never know.
And I miss knowing you.