For the best

My protest has fallen on deaf ears, my gestures went unnoticed,
she folded her arms, a clear sign to me that she'd made up her mind,
As I stare into her deep brown eyes, trying see her thoughts or maybe read her mind,
I realise that this time she is not revealing anything.
Shaking my head, I turn away pretending not to care,
Don't worry she insists once more, I'm sure it will be for the best...
Okay, I say have it your way.
I hand her the letter, trying hard not to show how I feel.
I'm on my way then I announce and head for the door...
Thanks again, your a star she yells waving, I turn and see her smiling, relieved but uncertain.
Have I done the right thing, letting her wander alone into the unknown abyss...
The first sharp ray of sunlight hits me right in the face, and as my ears adjust to city noise outside,
I still hear her voice,
don't worry, I'm sure it's for the best....