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I go to airports and wait by the gate for arriving flights. I go to airports to watch the lovers reunite. I go to airports. In every city they're the same. The lonely airports, echoing with all the shouted names of loves who've been caught sight of, returned from miles away, from tiny lights receding into the night at the end of the runway. I go to airports. they blur together nowadays: one single airport, a winding, interminable maze. I go to airports to be near strangers' hopes and aches. I go to airports to remember all of the mistakes we made, the plans we laid, and how they went astray. 'til you were lights, receding into the night Letras de cancionesat the end of the runway. Fluorescent lights hum overhead. "Sometime soon, we'll meet again." you'd said. The dull air in the waiting halls these nights - it's almost the same as then, but in the end, not quite. I go to airports and wait by the gate for arriving flights. I go to airports to watch the lovers reunite. From Letras Mania