Airports are a bittersweet spot for me. They are where I waited so anxiously for Massi to arrive, red suitcases in tow, when he was first coming to Canada four years ago to start a new job. Before that, we had spent many tearful hellos and goodbyes at the arrivals and departures, spread out between Edmonton International, Milano Malpensa, and Linate. How I adore and loathe those airports! Honestly, even walking through Malpensa now, I can recall choking back tears on a chilly February morning as I waited for my flight back to Canada. It was my first visit to Italy. Almost six years later, this past Saturday, we said what was hopefully our last 'ciao for now' as I sent Massi on his way back home.
If distance makes the heart grow fonder, I do not doubt we have reached a level of fondness for each other that has never been witnessed before (at least in post-Shakespearean times). We will now embrace the wonderfulness that is Skype and romantic evenings/mornings (depending on which continent you are referencing) of watching each other fall asleep/wake up. There is usually snoring and drooling involved for a good part of the conversation. Perhaps that is what love is. Love is staying up on Skype watching someone sleep on the other side of the world even though the screen is completely dark anyways and you could really just be listening to a snore soundtrack on repeat and not know the difference. But somehow, those are never wasted moments because in those moments, your heart is happy. Ciao for now amore.
If distance makes the heart grow fonder, I do not doubt we have reached a level of fondness for each other that has never been witnessed before (at least in post-Shakespearean times). We will now embrace the wonderfulness that is Skype and romantic evenings/mornings (depending on which continent you are referencing) of watching each other fall asleep/wake up. There is usually snoring and drooling involved for a good part of the conversation. Perhaps that is what love is. Love is staying up on Skype watching someone sleep on the other side of the world even though the screen is completely dark anyways and you could really just be listening to a snore soundtrack on repeat and not know the difference. But somehow, those are never wasted moments because in those moments, your heart is happy. Ciao for now amore.
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