Goodbye to an Old Friend

An old friend of mine decided to hang things up.

But he offered no reason; one day he just disappeared.

Something he read, perhaps?  Maybe one too many times?

A sad day for me; I knew him long before I ever met bionic.

Leaving in his way – quietly, not making a big issue out of his departure.

Only no one had a chance to say goodbye – not that many would even notice, I suspect.

Many thanks, old friend.  If you ever decide to return, I understand that you will let me know first.