The first and last time…I saw you…held you…let you go….
Jul 26, 2017 · 3 min read

I remember you….standing outside the turnstiles at the airport, with your hands in your pockets and a look on your face that I could not read…
I cried whilst forcing a smile upon my face….me leaving…you going….a push pull energy that never had a chance to synchronize. I let…

