airport
year - 2020
Crowded queues, masks, and shields on our faces,
 I am still more suffocated by the thought of you never being mine
 So many people, the heaters on,
 Still can’t feel the warmth that you make me feel
 Crowd murmuring, constant announcements,
 Still, the only voice I want to hear is yours 
 Slow-moving lines still moving faster than our dynamics 
 So many bags and suitcases on my shoulder
 Still, my heart feels heavier 
 you don’t need security checks to figure out the hidden love 
 Still, I can’t accept that I love you neither can I deny 
 Feels like all those display screens are screaming this truth 
 I wait because it is the only thing I can do 
 I can’t break lines, nor I can rush 
 I wait and wait till it’s my turn to drop the baggage at the counter 
 And all I ask them is if they can also take this load away from my chest?