I don't know how to compose a (good) narrative for this image but it pretty much says it all--the act of going away and leaving someone behind. I like how the ripples create that subtle stir on the water. So silent and yet so perceptible. Almost like a hushed hill in the midst of a busy cityscape. A thief tiptoeing in the middle of the night. Trying to ease the stride but never out of sight.
Who do you want be? The person who leaves? Or the person being left behind?