Goodbyes are sad, but they are temporary, because as hellos ends with goodbyes, so will goodbyes start with hellos.
I do, and the now-familiar warmth of his lips steadies me. He tastes of salt and the wine we shared with the others at our small farewell party.
Aladdin pulls away first and lifts one of my hands to his lips, kissing the delicate henna patterns on my skin, then turning my arm over to kiss the inside of my wrist. The ship’s crew makes themselves busy on the other side of the ship, giving us privacy.
“You’re the most beautiful girl in the world,
True Love never says good-bye, and this is why: True Love last forever.
I had a dream about you last night… you kept meowing at people and licking yourself it was not unlike you normally.
If I could walk one week, why not six? If I could walk to London, why not to Paris, to the Alps, to Jerusalem…I would show with money and a pair of strong boots you can get to Rome. Good-bye, all ye vampires of modern travel. Good-bye, insistent cab-men, and tip-loving porters. Good-bye, mis-directed luggage and dusty railway carriages…Good-bye, trains – punctual and unpunctual, I am your slave no longer. I am free. I am FREE.
You will never know love’s depth, until it is gone.
Now I end my death song. I give my farewell to mountain and sky. It has been good to be alive.
Look up, greet sparks of fire with salted eyes,
For he’s a burning atmospheric sigh:
One blaze of liquid flame on midnight sky,
Soft orbital decay, and last goodbye.
That’s it? That’s your big goodbye?” Eve asked.
Claire looked at Eve mystified. “I think I need guy CliffNotes.”
“Guys aren’t deep enough to need CliffNotes.”
“What were you waiting for, flowery poetry?” Shane snorted. “I hugged. I’m done.
Pak Karman hugged his wife’s gravestone tightly. “You left without saying farewell!