A short road nobody walks on
Left nothing but a cool wind.
People who don't speak anymore are left behind.
The sound of a music boxes that don't sound the same get left.
Secrets that have no use anymore get left.
Broken hearts that aren't broken anymore are left.
Your favorite ring that lost its specialness gets left.
Your life you had gets to walk one more time down this cool road.
The more you lose interest in an object don't mean It gets left behind at one point you will find it will make someone else happy.
