She moved away, an hour away,
Like I always did, I won’t see her everyday,
She had the game but she didn’t play,

She just left, with no words, no tears, no hugs and no good byes,
Why did she move? Who made her move? Are my why’s,
She won’t be able to hear my soft cries,
Without her, my soul slowly dies,

I felt like she had something mentally with her,
She’d always get mad when I put in hard effort to talk to her,

I know this is not that deep,
but she always sat down beside me and talked to me...
but she left me...