Walk away
I have love and hate feelings about airports. It’s a place where people shed tears of happiness, and tears of sadness. Happy tears is when you are there to meet somebody you care about whom you didn’t see for so long. Sad tears is when you are there to let that somebody go to a far away place.
When I have to let go somebody I care about, I never leave until I can’t see him/her anymore. Call me a melancholic… but I just think it’s a very thoughtful way to show that you care. Besides… when somebody has to leave to a far away place… you never really know when you can see that person again. Even when you do see that person again, he/she may not be the same person the last time you see.
I can see airplanes from my window everyday. Sometimes they remind me of my last flight, and hours before that flight. Nobody waved to me. Nobody looked at me until I was gone. Not even one look back. All I had was a back that walked away, and a broken heart. I didn’t even know which one hurt me the most. But I do know that the next time I get on the plane, I will be happy :)
