Goodbye is difficult.
It is bitter.
Sad.
A torture.
A slapstick comedy,
A parody of a promise,
A pleasantry exchange.
Tiresome and hurtful.
But, right in the middle
Of words unspoken.
Among the emotionless
Motions,
Beneath the silence
We seem to scream,
Beyond, the melodramatic
Memories long-playing
In our crying hearts,
Goodbye is a revelation.
A celebration of our truths.
It’s a humble acceptance
Of what we cannot be.
And that’s what I choose to see.
Our reality!
That tiny speck of honesty-
The sweetest spot
In the middle of
Our goodbye.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem