Sometimes i really hate the feeling of being in an airport, i'm usually like life, honestly elated to be there since i know theres still time, yet as time slowly ticks towards departure, i become more and more reluctant akin to the density of fear and despair that grows, since i know someone is leaving as each plane leaves ground, coming back or not, a future unknown yet. though its a casual trip there but still, it doesn't escape the heart.


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