What struck me deep
Was how the person I was the most honest with
Could leave without a word
When I thought I was being seen and heard

Could leave like many before you
When between us shared was all we had been through

I cannot keep chasing ghosts
Who have chosen not to haunt me
I have to bare my soul to strangers
even though them staying or leaving might feel daunting

I have to carry on following my path
trying to avoid discarding people
Who might one day stab me in the back

If that’s what you did I don’t really know
My words are probably harsh
But so was the way your silence
Dealt the deadliest blow

Afterwards I know the others who stayed
Persevered through the mired swamp that is me
Apparently
They stayed and I paid them extra care
Even though it feels strange to reward someone just for being there

But I guess it is too much to ask from some
After all you are not the only person
Who in my company acted like kidnappers expecting ransom

Moving forward I release you from the shackle that was me
Yeah that’s right
Let me set you free
And I will do the same cutting the bond clean

The silence still echos through the phone and my memory sometimes
But in the future I will do well to remember that just because someone is silent
It doesn’t mean I should keep talking
In fact sometimes it means I should strongly consider walking