His Voice

I heard his voice for the first time today

It has been seven months

The sound was so familiar

It was a sound that my head hunts

 I have heard his voice since then 

But this was honesty

This was him at his best

Him saying "this is me"

But this time his voice said this to everyone

It wasn't my message, but the crowd's

I wanted to smile and say welcome back

But all there was a simple frown

For a moment I forgot we weren't speaking

That he was no longer a part of my day

I forgot I wasn't supposed to know 

His tone of every thing he'd say

His voice was one I heard for hours

Speaking like that just to me

I guess he learned to love everyone now

Except for one girl in the people sea

His voice was so raw and jagged

But he spoke the words as if smooth

He knew who he was and what he could do 

And with that he was able to sooth

His voice lit a spark within me 

Until I remembered I had put that fire out

I missed the voice and where it came from

Even though I don't regret my choice, no doubt

His voice reminded me of a person

The person that I used to be

His voice was himself 

It was everything about him

Except for the part that was once for me