I feel like everything I love eventually goes away.
I do not have lifetimes my loves.
Just moments .
Maybe a few moments elongated.
Echoed with memories in between.
Hopefully they were fond ones.
But it feels like more goodbye’s maybe it was just traumatic. I remember every single one.
Maybe I’m suppose say goodbye until it stops hurting but then I would be numb.
Maybe tell myself it’s not goodbye. It’s a see you next time. But that’s a lie.
Maybe just know I loved you with every part of me, visible and unseen. And I will carry you in my memory for as long as I can.
And no this is not just about a man, or romance, but friends, family, my people, possessions I cherished, who I knew my self to be, my community, my world.
So even though I don’t see you.
I love you simply.