You made your choice, you decided to walk away.
From your own flesh and blood, you chose not to stay.  
No calls, no thought, no word from you did we hear.
Without an explanation, you made your message very clear.
Your very own creations, you turned your back to them.
And to them you now are nothing,
because they don't remember when.
You would not even know if you saw them on the street.
Nor would they know you, if again you were to meet.
For them my heart does ache, as I'm left to wonder why.
How do I explain to them why you never said goodbye.