Last time I was at the airport,
I could pick up my phone and text you,
and I knew you'd be there.
I would say "I'm bored",
and you replied,
"Aw, I wish I could be there with you and hold your
and kiss you. I'd keep you entertained. Love you
One text like that could keep me smiling for hours.
Sunday I'll be at the airport again,
walking the same long hallways.
I know all I would be thinking about is you.
And I'm so pathetic,
but you can't leave my mind.