one year ago today i waited in the airport for six hours trying to see you.
the storm shut me down, so i drove ninety two miles
at midnight to catch a six am flight from a different city
to see the same person, to see you.
four days later you told me we couldn’t be together anymore
so i went home and tried to catch up on sleep
but sleep is a quick devil and no one is fast enough to get those restless nights back
not even you, not even me
today i’m back at the airport, only forty-five minutes this time
i haven’t been back since the first stanza but nothing has changed
same terminal, same gate, probably the same plane
new person, new city, “new me”