As he opened the door
he knew she was gone.
The sweet scent of her,
that always thilled him
as he entered, was missing.
The silence was deafening,
and he immediately missed
the sweet sound of her voice
as it normally greeted him,
like a tender melody.
The only thing left
was the note on the table
with four words...
"I love you, good-bye."
He could see faint smudges
in those few words;
and as he touched them
he felt the dampness
from her tears.
Would he ever understand,
that the deep love she had
was what drove her
to make this decision?
There was nothing more
to be said or done.
It was all so very simple
the note said it all....
"I love you, good-bye."
