there’s something about airports. the quiet hum of excitement of having to pack your bags and go; leave without looking back. or the sinking feeling of knowing that you may have said your goodbyes and yet it doesn’t feel enough. the saddest part about leaving is that someone else made that decision for you, without any room for compromise or ‘buts’ in the conversation. shouldn’t a conversation be about the communication between two people — yet why are your thoughts and words carelessly labelled and pushed aside into the folder ‘unimportant?’ today i was reminded of the inescapable truth: people come and people go. isn’t this life. people always leave. and that i found out for the very first time that there is something so heartbreaking about seeing a guy cry.


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