The silence that echos
So deftly through the air
With nothing but a memory
Of all that once was, and now is
So quietly gone

The silence that echoes
So strong, so loud
Isn't it ironic that in the silence
A deafening can occur
Numbness, defeat, and
Reminisce
Of all that was, all that could be
And all that will never be shared

I would have taken you as my partner
I would have loved you as best I could
But in the end, just silence
Silence and the occasional tear
With nothing left to spare

At what point did you choose
To take your heart and walk away
To never look back to see
If I was still standing there
At what point did you decide
I was not worth your time
I was not what you wanted, and
To leave without even a goodbye

And in my heart,
So fragile, so bruised
All the questions that still remain
I will take these things as ever present wounds
On love's great lost battle plain
The loss of holding you in my arms
The loss of hearing you call my name
To end with never yet again

For in the war of love and loss
I am once again the loser
Trapped inside this empty shell
Of what was once so grand
I am the one who is left behind
The one to pick up the empty pieces of my life
And hope to never again feel this pain
And wander through this life alone

~RAL