Underneath the warmth of the hotel's
comforter, I silently watch him pack for the airport. A few hours was
all we had to spare, spending it by conversing over a hearty breakfast
and poking fun at modern artwork displayed in the hotel lobby before
drifting back to sleep at the hotel room. I woke up early to catch the
train to go see him, he sacrificed hours of sleep just to see me. We
were both tired. But all that was long forgotten once I appeared at his
doorstep.
After those thirty minutes I knew that I would have to watch him leave and miss him terribly.
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