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Dear airport terminal boy: I have to admit, you’re kind of cute My vision was a little blurry since I didn’t have my glasses on But looking at you, I began to feel something pertaining to captivation Airport terminal boy, what do you think of flying? How do you feel knowing that you’re hurtling through the air, Haphazardly stirring up wind currents as you go Personally, it scares the shit out of me But what about you? I think I like writing about you more than actually talking Since no words passed between us as I watched you from a few feet away But who knows, maybe you’re a writer too Maybe you’re thinking about me this second And feeling the phrases unfurl at your fingertips I find it incredible That you, that everyone around me, Can live lives so drastically separate and still converge at a common commotion-point Swirling memories that dart back and forth as fast as the red hand on the clock Gone so quickly you wonder if they were your imagination Was it all a hallucination? Am I really here? And though fortune favors the bold I am anything but courageous Maybe in another time I would have waved at you before walking away But right now I can only hope to cross paths again someday