We Don’t Know How To Say Goodbye

We don’t know how to say goodbye.

We wander all over, shoulder to shoulder.

It is already starting to get dark,

You’re thoughtful, and I remain quiet.

Let’s go inside a church, and watch

A baptism, a wedding, a funeral.

Why can’t we live like that?

Let’s leave, not looking at each other.

Or, let us sit in the cemetery,

Quiet in the trampled snow.

And watch you trace with a stick,

Places where we will always be together.