Those last moments
Those whispered words as your voice shakesThe I love you, the I miss you, the thank you....each pregnant with so much raw emotion.
The tears that we shed but mostly hold back
The good bye kisses that we keep giving
Those many last hugs we give before they step into line
They call it the security line
But rarely do people feel secure standing there
In that line, we feel raw insecurity as we keep looking back at our loved ones
We keep waving good bye with such deep emotion
We feel truely overtaken by raw emotion
For those short few moments, we feel utterly human and vulnerable .
The kisses blown are filled with thousand unspoken words.
The waves from across the X ray machine carry so much affection, love, closeness as we try to gather one last glimpse of them before they leave
And yet when we meet again at the same airport
So much remains unsaid, unexpressed
Until they leave again......
Hiba
We feel truely overtaken by raw emotion
For those short few moments, we feel utterly human and vulnerable .
The kisses blown are filled with thousand unspoken words.
The waves from across the X ray machine carry so much affection, love, closeness as we try to gather one last glimpse of them before they leave
And yet when we meet again at the same airport
So much remains unsaid, unexpressed
Until they leave again......
Hiba
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