Absent whispers

She no longer hears her name
Amidst the whispers of the breeze
That voice of an adorer
That echoed his affection
Romantically
In hopes of it reaching her away
She never replied
the corners of her heart have now settled
On cold
The ocean of affection that had enveloped her
Amidst a conscious of loving odes
Dissipated
Bursting clouds
Into feathers they fell gently
No more letters of love
She kept him at a distance
Reasoned herself into lies
Justification, of secrets
Quiet is the pillow
Dim are the stars
He would have brought her the moon
As she looks upon the lunar smile
Somehow she realizes it
He didn't leave because he wanted to love someone else
He left because he had no one left to love
She shunned the " I love you's "
That found her
And sailed away from his sea of affection
And slowly she started to notice
The absence
Absent are the whispers
And the remnants of his unconditional love