It’s become so easy now
to walk away without a word,
to fade into silence
as though connection meant nothing at all..
Yet the one left behind
must wrestle with the echoes,
wondering endlessly,
"Where did I go wrong?"
There’s nothing gentle
in leaving someone
to wander through confusion,
searching for closure
in the quiet you left behind..
to walk away without a word,
to fade into silence
as though connection meant nothing at all..
Yet the one left behind
must wrestle with the echoes,
wondering endlessly,
"Where did I go wrong?"
There’s nothing gentle
in leaving someone
to wander through confusion,
searching for closure
in the quiet you left behind..






