2 Years Later...

in a hallway in my mind,

the reverberation of your voice 

still bounces 

from wall to wall,

but it sounds farther 

and farther behind

until I think that what I hear

is just the memory 

of your memory.

Maybe I am walking away from 

the place where

You left on your own accord 

through a hidden door,

took all of your future with you

then sealed it shut.

Whisper goodbye, I can't see you.