Cause of death?

The silhouette at the end of the hall.
Did you come by my house?
What happened to the past?
Destroyed, lost, dead.
The woman who whispers.
The hand that trembles.
The same corridor, the same walls, the same crack in the floor.
Why can’t I forget?
Maybe now I’ll find something different, ablaze.
Time is oblivion.
Time is a room full of leaves, a city full of silence, the people from my past in the shadows.

Cause of death: Longing, remorse, oblivion