Airports

Airports always make me cry.

I wish I knew the reason why.

Maybe it’s because airports mean leaving.

And for me, leaving always means grieving.

 

Every time the plane lifts into the air,

I’ve always said a little prayer.

I’ve done this for as long as I can remember,

Prayed for everyone to return safe to their loved one or family member.

 

I would say one for myself, ask for safety in the form of a prayer.

But now as the flight takes off I realize I don’t even care.

So maybe that’s why airports make me cry,

Because that’s where I realized I don’t care if I die.

 

cp

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