I asked him to forget me.
He left without a noise.
The silence still echoes.
We, before, are now, you and me.

Did he love me or did he not?
His actions left me ambiguous.
He just paced away, without any pause.
Shattering his promise to leave me not.

Forgetting is quite a task, except for him.
I'm weakened and pale. He's at ease.
My heart broke. Didn't his?
Isn't heartbreak in love mutual?

But I now realise that it wasn't love at all.
In fact who...