I was trying to make sense of him, of what went wrong between us and how something simple could end in a convoluted misunderstanding. Then I remembered I'd tried everything, and settled on silence. Nothing about him was simple, and I’d forgotten. I didn't know what to say then, and I still don't. Sometimes it's just the silence that heals the best. Sometimes people are not meant to be understood. Sometimes all you can do is be quiet and let it go.