Peace lies in the chaos

It's been a long while since she has seen me the last time,
A while for me, a year for you, and much, much more for her.
Maybe this man is still there, maybe he's been shaken off from their thoughts,
Probably never forgiven for leaving every time things seemed alright.

Still, this man down here, never threw out his sticky burden,
In silence, I watch over all of them, while they try to find their way again.
In the end, I take all the blame, because things felt like working out.
I can't strafe their words, even if it hurts to face life with eyes open wide.

I can see them all trying to get happy, in any way they feel to do.
Is it right to ask if they do the same as me? Is it a shame?
Is it wrong to wish them well, even if they seem to not care?
I keep myself in silence, because voids fill themselves with life.

There is just one thing I'd like them to understand, it's just love:
There is so much of that in me, that it makes me happy to see their smiles.
The smiles bound to happen not by the things that I do or say
But the ones coming from within; inner happiness is what my leave could teach.

That is why, in my silence, I let them free. I want them to go wherever they want,
To do whatever they feel like to. No need to look back.
I want to see their steps through life. Learn everything that is possible to.
It makes me happy to see happy people. Is this to be ironic?