airplanes

growing up, going on airplanes always meant a good thing
i would always be traveling towards somewhere away from home
ive never traveled by myself
until last year
going somewhere unexpecting
coming back regretting
i dont think i knew what i was getting into when i got on that airplane going south
i was blind to the fact that the flight back would be the worst flight experience ever
i sat alone with two empty seats on my right with the window shade open
staring outside towards the city lights
the lights shine so brightly exclaiming the spot where my heart was broken
have you ever slept while holding back tears?
my mind couldn't be at ease
physical and mental tiredness led me to try to sleep
while reality and brokenness kept me awake
i didnt speak a single word that entire one hour flight back home to davis

can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars?
i could really use a wish right now