I looked for you near the library when I got off the ferry. You were not there. Perhaps you were waiting for me at home. I walked up the path hoping for a light in the house. It is dark. I open the door. The house is empty. It is silent. You are gone. I remember where I left you. At the airport express. We said our goodbyes. I could see you disappearing like a faded red dot. You were still waving. I miss you. I've bought tissues.
1 comment:
it's makes me sad when I read it. Let's meet up whenever you want to.
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