In another life,
We should meet on an airplane
And look at the world
From a different perspective.
We should hold hands
In a reflective circle
And kiss the clouds
Every time the sun breaks through.
We should laugh at the mistakes
We had made with our lives
And this time disappear
Into the headlights together
And this time never say goodbye.
(Day 7's prompt by NaPoWriMo hadn't arrived by this point of writing,
but the art of saying goodbye kinda made sense after seeing a poster of
the film 'Sliding Doors' and it started from there)