The Lambs Speak

I wish I could understand the headspace of people who leave. No word from him, lots of hims, her. I'm not sure the individual even matters after a certain point, it's the act. How do they look at themselves in the mirror? What does it feel like to completely turn away from someone. Do they justify it in their mind by telling themselves it's better for the person that they leave? It's the 'right' thing? The people are better off? They only cause them pain? What do they say to themselves in their head? I wish I could know what it feels like. I wish I could know what a lot of things feel like.
Don't get me wrong, leaving is certainly the best option sometimes, but not without a word. Not without a goodbye, not without a reason, not without ... something.
I don't want to make up excuses. I don't want to say words that aren't true to make them feel better. But I will, because they never deserved to be walked out on. They ask everyday, so do I, in a different way.
I don't feel anger. I feel frustrated. It's a puzzle I don't have all the pieces for.