The swooshing sound of your goodbyes are what stays with me.
Every time I close my eyes I see you.
Something inside makes me wish I could let it be.
Something else wish you would come back for a day or two.
You left with so much noise.
But yet I didn’t see you leave.
When you leave it’s like a hurricane- Everything destroys.
You took everything with you that I believe.
I hate you for leaving because I know you had a choice.
All the tossing and turning you imprinted in my life.
I felt you completely drift away when I could no longer hear your voice.
The pain you created are the repercussions of a knife.
Nevertheless I wish you well.
It is way more than you could even tell.