Bad Idea Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

goodbyes are an bad idea.
resemble the autumn of their life.
don't expect it
after me, I won't wave,
I won't kiss, even
I won't sigh...

goodbyes are a bad idea.
better to disappear this way,
as if you were supposed
right away to come back.
not to sadden the soul,
not to wipe tears,
not to clench teeth.

look at me
yesterday I was today
I am tomorrow
you won't
see me
I will put the cap
of in visibility

and I will write to you
a love letter
with 'nice ink'
there everything will be
of what I didn't manage
to say

you will read...
you will understand...