A walk to the edge

Often I hear
silent whispers of past
often I seek
a path walked by

I held in my hands
tears for yesteryears
of desolate memories
forgotten in lies

As i looked up into emptiness
you'd left yet you whispered
of time spent together
yet time spent apart

Left in darkness
the last unknown
I smile to myself
to the path outside

A few steps remain
to the last goodbye