A lost goodbye

I'm over at the airport,

gazing out through the window.

I'm lost deep in my thoughts

of flying and leaving you below.

It breaks my heart to know,

you didn't even say a goodbye.

But before I'm miles above,

I just want to hear a goodbye.

I look at my cell phone,

it stares back at me.

An empty terminal, all alone,

waiting for your goodbye.

I stand and grab my coat,

looking all over for you.

My briefcase and my ticket,

my spirits still pale blue.

I hand over my ticket,

as I take a look around.

And I start to think about

my last goodbye sound.

Soon I will be hosting the cricket quiz in WL.