I'll keep writing you
although I know
you'll never see them
not even a word

The sad part is
I got so used of
being ignored
that now I don't care

Now we are nothing
we drifted
and you are not alone

But thinking of you
still aches
just as much
as listening your name
or remembering your voice
even the 'if's ache

How wouldn't they?
when you first came
flashing
'Hello'
but left
without a
'Goodbye'

Left me to figure it out
that your heart
was no more
mine
and mine
with all the ache
remained yours