Without Looking Back

"Are you happy," he asked
And she smiled softly at him
Knowing without a doubt
How much her answer meant to him
    "I miss you," he said
    And she saw the tears in his eyes
    They didn't hurt her
    Not like they used to
She can't say she's sorry
She wants him to be sorry
He can't move her
Not the way he did seasons past
    "Please come home," he begged
    But they both know she can't
    The words cried in anger
    Cannot be taken back
He gently touches her face
She doesn't react the same way
It hurts him to see her, she knows
She, too, knows something of pain
    She feels him tremble slightly
    Knowing this is the very end
    She places a gentle kiss on his forehead
    And moves on without looking back.