'Not A Letter, Nor A Beep' Poem by persian khushi

Not a letter, not a beep or a squeak
Still I am waiting to hear from you
What have I wronged to deserve this treatment?
You left silently in the night
The moon lighting the path you took
No footprints but for smudged blotches on the ground
Leading me to the mountain ledge
From where you took flight
A single white feather floating down from the starry moonlit sky
Whatever your thought or decision you make
I will be here, loving you still
If this is what you want
I'll set you free and pray, that one day, you'll fly back to me