In Flight
It’s time for me to board the plane,
Where we both should be taking our seat.
The anxiety is quickly creeping in,
Coupled with waves of overwhelming heat.
I nervously take my seat at the front,
And wish you were seated beside me.
This was the trip we were suppose to make together,
Now I’m on my own and lonely.
The plane is speeding up now,
I feel the tears begin to fall.
I nervously twist your ring in circles on my finger,
I feel my skin begin to crawl.
Up in the air I’m getting closer to you,
Through the clouds I wish you would appear.
I wish you could break through the haze,
And be released from the spirit sphere.
I finally land on the tarmac,
Then I’m suddenly standing in front of the room.
Where we stayed so many times in our favourite place,
With past memories I am consumed.
I slowly step into our room,
Your suitcase no longer near mine.
I can see you standing next to me,
Your spirit’s here with a silver outline.
I’ll find it hard to sleep tonight,
Wishing that you were here.
So I hope to see you in my dreams,
Please make your presence clear.
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