Free to Write

“There’s no such thing as goodbyes,” he said, looking deeply into her eyes. “Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.”

“Yeah, sure!” she answered. “I’ve heard your bullshit enough. You’re all talk.”

“I was quoting Rumi,” he said. “And you call that bullshit?”

“But you told it to me. To pull the wool over my eyes to cover up for your leaving. Anyhow, I’ll give you my very own quote as an answer.”

“Pray tell!”

“As you leave, may the wind--no a gale, better yet a tornado--be behind your back. Now, get lost for good!”