My Longing Again and Again

slowly pulled my suitcase headed straight to the departure area i was on queue, then looked back only prints of my wheels' luggage remained the goodbye waves of my kids their shadows, too were gradually gone i wanted to crawl stealthily out and tell them to wait for me my longings began my blood melted its viscosity and turned into blue i didn't want to recall the endless anguish someone tapped on my shoulder in my surprised the lady told me, "your passport, please!" my heart stabbed with sharpness edge of the knife i let the piercing pain shook me again and again until i became numb