"Thoughts on an Airplane Napkin"
So fucking noisy
The chatty 20-something's surrounding on this plane
Chatter on and on about their happy go lucky lives
Phil can't wait to surprise his girlfriend in Atlanta
And Kat just got promoted at her job...
The plane bounces along
Engine roars outside my window
Sun beams in my eyes
But no sound louder than the thoughts clouding my mind
I hate feeling anxious.
Only certain people have this affect on me
Or should I say person
The plane makes its bouncy descent down the runway
We're up next
And next for me is reuniting with you
The same you who still has the ability to make me feel
after all this time,
... against my will.
Because my will isn't free with you
It's been nine months since I've touched your skin
And as I sit here writing this
I can't help but wonder will it feel the same?
What will I say,
What will you say?
Our conversations have been few and far between as of late
I'm to blame.
It seemed easier to run from you then to be sucked back into your web
But here I am.
On this plane.
Waiting.
Walking a thin line,
knowing there's a chance I can get tangled up again
Waiting.
to travel clear across the country
In search of a break from the reality that's overwhelmed me
Because that's all it'll be
Distraction...
Or will it?
A taste of a fantasy
long shot down
a coma
But it's still breathing..
Lift off.
