At the airport

There will be no looking back
We promised each other
Before we drove to the airport

I get down from the car
Take my bags from the trunk
And walk straight to the door

There will be no kisses
No hugs and embraces
No words, no goodbyes

There was a long line
Of people like me and you
At the airport entrance

There were hugs and kisses
There were tears in their eyes
There were lots of goodbyes

I looked back for you
But only the empty space
Was there to meet my eye

24 September 2011 Bangkok, Thailand

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September 27, 2011
Categories: Poetry . . Author: Joe Torres

6 Comments

Comment by Scott Mitchell on September 28, 2011 12:48 am

too sad this is
Good writing

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- Comment by Joe Torres on September 28, 2011 2:47 am
  
  Thank you very much Scott. I’ve read some of your poems, and they make me sad too. Keep writing, and thanks!
  
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Comment by Russell Littlecreek on September 28, 2011 2:12 am

It was good! But it made me sad.

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- Comment by Joe Torres on September 28, 2011 2:47 am
  
  Thanks!
  
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Comment by radiantred on October 1, 2011 7:01 pm

she must have lingered
and wished
you’d look back
but then
it took you a while
to learn
you can’t keep yourself
from looking back…

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Comment by radiantred on October 1, 2011 7:40 pm

she must have lingered
and wished
you’d look back
but then
it took you a while
to learn
you can’t keep yourself
from looking back…

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