Goodbye is just a word if you are still in my heart.
Goodbye means nothing if I pull your picture out of my mind.
We might be separated in this world, but you are everywhere.
I can place you anywhere on my landscape.
I can hear your voice anytime in my head.
You sit on my walls as a still black-and-white photograph.
But you are active and alive in my conversations.
I carry you just under my memory.
You dance through the thoughts of my day.
You sleep in the beat of my heart.
You run through my blood and bones.
I know that you wrapped me safe in the blanket of your love in your life.
It is always there. Your love for me.
Nothing takes it away.
I hand it on.
Your love for me.
I hand it over and over again to those I love.
So goodbye is just a word I say for now.