Misery

A suitcase you packed
  when you abruptly arrived
  and the air said you were leaving.

Not a glance was spared
  nor a word once said --
  it's fate, I know, just unfurling.

Then footsteps reverbrated
  and the door's click has faded;
  really, what should I be doing?
 
For I knew all along --
  deep down, that there's nothing
  I could do to stop you from going.

[ made by @Ai-Hime (Ate Mimie) ]