We Don’t Know How To Say Goodbye by Anna Akhmatova

Discovered this poem today from a friend, whose breaking heart is a thing of beauty.

We Don’t Know How To Say Goodbye
Anna Akhmatova

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.

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