A very beautiful poem accompanied by an amazing picture.
His final words really changes the whole situation of the way they parted.... At first you think he parted so that he would be free from responsability and other form of ties he had... And in the end you realize that he only left cause it would be best for her. (That was only my idea though)
They do fit together very well. And the poem is super as well - I love his parting words. One thing though, I don't think the font of those two words should be so big if he is whispering them. Other than that, this makes me think of happier times, which is a nice way to start the morning.
I realized that, though the original point was that his whisper was more bold and telling than anything else in the entire poem, the most important part in a confusing little quip of someone else's life. It was a very early attempt at visual poetry, and I've not yet revisited it enough to actually make it how I imagine it. The typography isn't the best, and the size and placement just is a little off. My editing laptop died though, so I haven't added the software to the other computer yet.