The airport was so cold, so impersonal.
but deep down that's the reason I like it here.
Surrounded by people but no obligations to connect
Muffled voices of the surrounding crowds comfort me
Everyone here is so different yet so the same
The sounds of heels and dress shoes hitting the terminal floor
Rushing by , always in a hurry.
The whiff of Cologne that reminds you of a moment from the past.
It tingles my noise and awakens my senses.
Numbers and times flash across the blue illuminated board
Connect me to my next flight
Here I go again.
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