Dropped you at the airport, said that bye, however hard

Kept looking back, till you're out of sight but far from out of mind.

Back in the car, picked up the phone - these mesgs have to do for now.

Home, you are so there -

the robe, the blanket, the water bottle

Don’t want to touch anything in your room

To hold it all in a capsule somehow

Change happens you say, I listen to that

And try thinking of practical things

of things to do, for both you and me

Life with all its asks

More messages.

Don't dare to call you - don't trust this voice.

This is how it will be, going forward

Each time you leave you take a part of me with you

Need the meeting to start now

Mind needs to get a grip over the heart

You’re airborne now and on my mind -

I wait till you land and my screen lights up

With those mesgs.