Dropped you at the airport, said that bye, however hard
Kept looking back, till you're out of sight but far from out of mind.
Back in the car, picked up the phone - these mesgs have to do for now.
Home, you are so there -
the robe, the blanket, the water bottle
Don’t want to touch anything in your room
To hold it all in a capsule somehow
Change happens you say, I listen to that
And try thinking of practical things
of things to do, for both you and me
Life with all its asks
More messages.
Don't dare to call you - don't trust this voice.
This is how it will be, going forward
Each time you leave you take a part of me with you
Need the meeting to start now
Mind needs to get a grip over the heart
You’re airborne now and on my mind -
I wait till you land and my screen lights up
With those mesgs.
