No, dont speak: Not a word. If you must leave me, then go.
Never looking into your eyes again is going to destroy my sanity. Never touching your face or your hair is going to render me useless. Never again to feel your embrace, or kiss your sweet, soft lips is going to reduce me to a weak, shaky, whimpering, helpless infant.
So, no... dont speak: Not a word. If you must leave me, then go. Let it simply begin: My lonely forever... in silence.