I can't say Good-bye , I am one of them

 I need new memories.  I was driving  home the other day and every song that came on had some kind of memory that hurt my heart.  That I just want to forget.  I love music.  Music is always on, I like so many different kinds,  . It makes me happy, makes me sad when I don't have words I can find a song. If I don't know a feeling I can find a song and say yes, that's it.  The same with words and pictures.  This is just a part of my journey.  The people I have met, the things I have experienced.  I am learning to accept things in my life ; acknowledge them and place them in a safe place. 

 I found this poem and picture, and think maybe this it it. 

Maybe I am someone not meant to say goodbye.

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There are people who cannot say good-bye

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 can hear the music in songs

They are the Vow carriers

The grandmothers who always leave the porchlight 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

These 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

These are the men who carried you on their shoulders

This is the one you are lonely for

the one who begins and ends your hunger

This is the man who said "Always"

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 who are 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 can give

This is the instruction

There are people who do not say goodbye

As distance is measured

You are one of them ..

~ Merrit Malloy, The People Who Didn't Say Goodbye ~

Artist Albena Vatcheva

Isn't this just beautiful. I think I am one of these people.