As if I caught the meaning, From the unspoken letters, There is a doubt that you hide, In the gaps of each writing. Your words are like whispers, Wrapped vaguely in silence, But my heart begins to realize, This is more than just a farewell. Your goodbye turned out to be forever, Not just a step away, But leaving a fragile trace, In a space that no longer meets the face. The letters you entrusted, Now turned into wounds, Like rain that never stops, Dripping on the heart without pause.