I know I should be happy but there's something about airports that feel like sadness. It's gray and metallic everywhere, speckled floors with scuff marks and baggage-wheel trails.
This reminds me of when I'd left the Philippines 8 years ago. Arguably one of the saddest moments of my life. And it reminds of two winters ago when I had to leave my life for a little while. Finally, I can't escape the reminder of when Adrian will soon have to leave.
Maybe if I see more of them smile, I'll want to smile too. Or maybe when I see her walking towards us with her luggage, it'll hit me, and I'll burst into smiles.
This reminds me of when I'd left the Philippines 8 years ago. Arguably one of the saddest moments of my life. And it reminds of two winters ago when I had to leave my life for a little while. Finally, I can't escape the reminder of when Adrian will soon have to leave.
Maybe if I see more of them smile, I'll want to smile too. Or maybe when I see her walking towards us with her luggage, it'll hit me, and I'll burst into smiles.
