The saddest goodbye is never professed out loud
Is not a final passionate kiss or melodramatic parting
The tightness in your chest when toneless words grip your heart
The iron-clad ball of pain resting in the deep end of your gut
Empty promises and hollow words floating in slow motion
The waiting-forever waiting-to be chosen-still waiting
Knowing reality is the distance between what you hoped for and what is given
Holding on tighter when all efforts feel worthless
The expectation of all your time, paid for with your body and tears
Arriving, fully present in every ecstatic moment, uniting in an other-wordly collision of passion and promise of a future together which never arrives
Letting go in quiet moments without a witness of your pain
Holding back words, restricted in your throat-a timeless connection slowly dying
The saddest goodbye-
is no goodbye at all…
About the Creator
Stephanie Parry
Poet. Writer. Moon Lover. Witch. Exploring lessons in Love, Sex, & Relationships. Freelance writer/editor/ghostwriter for hire.
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Rachel Reviews: The Spiral Archive by Pieter Hendrik
It's difficult for me to know where to start with a review of this book as it was, for me, an entirely unique experience and one that I'll probably never have again. I don't want that to be interpreted as unenjoyable but it has left me scratching my head a little and ruminating on its content, its themes and its characters.
By Rachel Deeming4 days ago in BookClub
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