The People Who Cannot Say Goodbye
By Merritt Malloy
There are people who cannot say goodbye
They are born this way
This is how they die
They are the keepers of promises
What moves them does not wear out
Their loyalty will tear apart your clocks
These are the people who hear the music in songs
They are vow carriers
The grandmothers who always leave the porch light on
No one is lost to the one who sees
These are the women widowed by men they never married
These are the girls who wait even when you don’t come
These are the mothers of orphans
They can turn a fake into an original
They will hear the prayer in your self-contempt
As distance is measured, people do not end
It is one of those stories that cannot be written down except across a lifetime of open doors
There is a holding on beyond the letting go
There is a reunion in everybody’s chest
This is how we come to make a family from strangers
This is how we light candles
There are people who will remember you when you meet them
These are the people you can always call at night
They are humans turned angels by your asking
With each separation they go to seed again
There is a moment of returning on the other side of every leaving
It is not something I can prove to you in language
This is what we pray about
…We can kill what we desire and it grows back
There is something that does not wear out
It is the third part of any two people who join
It opens and closes
There are people alone who are not apart
This is why we listen to the madman when he speaks
People change but they do not stop
This is how we learn ‘forever’
There are people you can count on
They are the keepers of promises
They are candles lit from each other
They can teach us eternity
We can get what we give
This is the instruction
There are people who do not say goodbye
As distance is measured
You are one of them