The drive to the airport
Quiet, an unbarring silence.
Sweaty hands interlocked;
Afraid to let go
Afraid I might cry if you let go;
One last goodbye;
Until I see you again,
Until we intertwine again.
Sep 4, 2019
Sep 4, 2019 at 8:21 PM UTC
The drive to the airport
Quiet, an unbarring silence.
Sweaty hands interlocked;
Afraid to let go
Afraid I might cry if you let go;
One last goodbye;
Until I see you again,
Until we intertwine again.
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