Reconsidering
The red tail light of the 737 flashed rhythmically against the dark skyline
It taxied its approach on the runway, everything was set, it all looked fine
She looked out the window across the dark land wondering if he was there
She had left him a note, she explained it all to him, she told him that she cared
She checked her gold watch as the planes engines powered up, starting to whine
This time is for me, she thought to herself, I deserve it, it’s all mine
The plane took off racing down the airstrip about to take flight
I have known for a long time about this, I have always been right
As the plane left the ground and accelerated up into the midnight sky
She questioned herself, her note and considered one last, just one more try
Copyright © Christian Collins | Year Posted 2007
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