the leave taking

the world slips by slowly in comparison.
i trace lazy
hearts and circles
in the space between the sky and my fingertips.
busy cities look silent
while the plane engines roar on.
i try to calculate how far away i am
based on the altitude of the plane
and the ever changing distance
my shadow is from the
little yellow taxi you might be in.
my sweatshirt still smells like you
from when you slept in it last night.
it makes me miss you all the more.

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a/n~thanks for reading!