my heart has been saying goodbye
it’s not used to things staying, so it’s been saying goodbye
the things that did stay weren’t good, and they didn’t say bye
so that’s what my heart got used to
it was learning to say hello
to shaking hands
to keeping in touch
to being touched
and then the good said goodbye, again
and my heart cried and it said, “this is familiar”
“this is what I know”
“this is loss”
my heart is so used to saying goodbye, to the weight that moves in when you lose what you love
I can feel it, heavy in my chest
an ice that burns
so I’ve been learning to say goodbye
in a way that feels warm
a way that melts the ice
when you say goodbye to the sun, you say hello to the moon
and the stars
and then you say goodbye to those to say hello to the dawn
she brings her dew, and her birds sing
they cry out
and I wake up and I say, “this is familiar”
“this is what I know”
the fear of goodbye won’t keep me from saying hello
the good will say bye
the bad will say hello
everything will come, and everything will go
I can mourn in the morning
I can dance in the dusk
there’s a time for it all
I guess my heart just got used to saying goodbye
Wow. Amazing, Wura. Truly amazing!
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