Watching you walk away

At the airport for the last time, we embrace and say our goodbyes. You look deeply into my eyes. As if waiting for something more. A hug, a kiss, my true feelings? I don't know and I never will. I say goodbye one last time and with a look of disappointment, you walk away.

Walking towards the flight gate. Casting one last glance my way and for the briefest of seconds, I know your true feelings. The memory is stuck in my mind, like a sliver. Tears, red eyes, and quivering lips. I never knew that I meant so much to you.

I wish that I had the strength and the courage to take you then and there. Embrace you, kiss you, and tell you how much I love you. But I can't.