Seven Quiet Colours of Goodbye

Seven Quiet Colours of Goodbye

I hear you speak of a life braided with many turnings,
Like a river splitting into countless arms,
While my heart has learned only one narrow path,
A pilgrim’s road worn down by hope,
Ending where your name once glowed,
And now grows dim.

You turn away from one more dawn with me.
So let me speak now,
Soft as a wick before the wind finds it.
Let me whisper now, while my voice still knows you,
Before silence comes and takes it from me.

I wanted more than the warmth of your skin.
I wanted the place where your thoughts are born.
Not just your hands, but the dreams they hide.
Not just your smile, but the story behind it.

When I looked at you, I saw a gentleness.
The world had not yet trained to bruise,
A morning untouched by dust,
A flame that had never practised fading.
Loving you taught me.
How easily light can be stolen by evening,
And how heavy the watching is, when it goes.

I wove your name into the fabric of my tomorrow,
Thread by thread, with the faith of a prayer.
If I cannot walk that path beside you,
Still rest beneath the roof I raised for us.
Let my love be the earth beneath your feet,
Holding you quietly through every season.

Wherever you stand in this vast world,
May your dreams still open in seven quiet colours.
May the unseen strings that tune your life
Awaken each morning and find their tune.
May your days learn new songs,
Even if my name is no longer in the melody.

The burning breaths of my sorrow,
Let them thin into the wind before they reach you,
Passing your face like a breeze,
Never daring to break your sky.

And on the sacred vine of the life you choose,
May buds of joy appear,
One by one, without fear.

I know a heart must keep beating,
Even when love is no longer allowed to stay.
So I fold my longing back into myself,
Close the door with careful hands,
And step away without a sound.

This is not bitterness;
It is love stepping back so you are not hurt.

I hope one day my eyes no longer pause at you,
My ears forget the voice that once broke me.
I hope memory loosens its hold.
And let you pass freely through my mind.

Go.
Choose happiness wherever it awaits you.
Even now,
After everything,
I offer my blessings.

And I will learn to breathe.
In places where your name
No longer lives.