almost lover, again

I enter the plane yesterday, what’s on? “Almost Lover“. Don’t they ever learn? Is this a conspiration? Someone eager to rid me of my sanity? Got to book the more expensive airline next time.
But wait! I’ll be flying again today. Same airline again. Please, don’t. Don’t do this to me.

epilogue

having a late dinner yesterday I kept asking myself: “was it a stupid idea to come?” you’ve made it pretty clear before that you didn’t want to see me, or talk to me, or even text me.
I came nevertheless, and I still think it was the right thing to do.

kiss me and smile for me

 

The runway is wet with early morning rain. I’m tired, exhausted, and empty. The last three days have left their marks, in my mind just like in my face. The engine in half throttle, the pilot steers the airplane in place. I don’t hear the sound of the twin turbines when the plane accelerates. I [...]

gone in 90 minutes (11-06, 05:48)

No coffee indeed. On the airport now. Gone in 90 minutes. I really had hoped to see you. But you told me you wouldn’t. I understand. Nevertheless… Mick.

the third leg

Two hours after I had touched ground in V. I was drunk. I had lied my way to this place, and there I was. It was dark already, drizzling and cool. Summer, so it seemed, was gone for good, and so was something else.

leaving on a jet plane, vol. 2

By noon, I will be at the airport. In the evening, I will be in V. Three days later I will be back in the office. Where all of this is gonna take me, I will know when this weekend is over.

nothing can kill you when you’re already dead

I read Esme’s mail on the market square of the big city in the south. I had just been talking to some guys who had created a web community for youths but behaved as if they were twice my age. On my way to the airport, I had stopped by the market to buy some food [...]

knight

I remember touching you for the first time. Kissing you for the first time. Never wanted to touchkiss anybody else. Still don’t. Airports will never be the same. Airports have no meaning if there are no steps and no taxi stopping and no you flying out towards me.

stairs

He was running. Same route, higher speed. Heartrate beyond 170, beats almost a single sound. Wind and blood fighting in his ears for dominance. The heat of the day had a hold only in singular still sunny spots along the track. Mostly, the air had a wet coolness. Felt like running through a [...]

morning – the airport II

She is gone. Disappeared in the airport crowd. I still taste her lips on mine while I tie my shoes after security. It was a rushed good-bye. It was no good-bye at all. I feel empty. I feel like crying.
I can feel the tension. It’s all over the place. It surrounds us as we walk [...]