Waiting at the airport is bittersweet.
For you watch the planes sit lonely on the tarmac, and with the knowing feeling that in half an hour, 5 hours; in a handful of time, it will be gone.
All the space, matter, whispers, hushes will be swept up before your goodbye felt like it even existed in the very first place.
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 7:06 AM UTC
Waiting at the airport is bittersweet.
For you watch the planes sit lonely on the tarmac, and with the knowing feeling that in half an hour, 5 hours; in a handful of time, it will be gone.
All the space, matter, whispers, hushes will be swept up before your goodbye felt like it even existed in the very first place.
