The more often I bid you goodbye
The more excruciating it is to walk away.
It is because as time passes by
So you grow into a more adorable you.
Dream beautiful dreams,
They don’t cost anything
But time and energy–
Both of which you need
To make those dreams
This canopy of leaves
under which we lie,
a shelter from all the fears and pains
this life has brought us…
This crown cover,
a silent witness
to our hopes and wishes
both spoken and unspoken…
Gives us this momentary comfort
from the torturous sun.
Incheon Bridge, South Korea
It does not matter how long
this bridge is, that we are on,
as it will never be long enough —
when every second, every inch
that we cover to get to the other side
brings us closer to the end
of this painfully short reunion.
I have started my own weekly writing prompt to make me write something or post a photo. Feel free to use the prompt for your own posts!
Have a lovely week!
After 14 years, she finally saw him again. He was waiting for her at the airport. They saw each other at the same time. They hugged and laughed, incredulous at seeing each other again after that quick goodbye at an airport in China like a lifetime ago.
For the next three days, they went out to a number of places, different cities, exploring like they were racing against time.
But the truth is, they really were — they are — racing against time.
And as they drove past Surisan Mountain on her last day in the country, she thought to herself, “Goodbye, Surisan,” because she knew her voice would break if she said it out loud. But then she heard his voice as he said, “Goodbye, mountain,” like he knew exactly what she was thinking (perhaps he did.) And that was all it took to make the tears fall, and she looked away, trying not to let him see as she wiped the tears away.
They had said goodbye so many times before.
But this was different.
A few minutes before landing in Incheon
Banwol Lake, Gunpo
Sanbon Catholic Church, Gunpo
Blue and white and green — photos taken in Chomakgol Ecopark
View of Surisan from Chomakgol Ecopark
Main Gate of Seoul National University
Incheon Bridge on a cloudy day
Xiamen Island viewed from Jimei, Xiamen
How do you do it?
How do you manage to make me want
To be closer to you
Even when I know
Yet this addiction
To the mere sight of you
Seems to have no cure.
Do I even want to recover?
As there is no longer a Daily Prompt from the Daily Post, I decided to make my own prompts to make me write. Feel free to join me and write your own posts using the prompt.
Have a lovely week!