22 August 2012
Nervous anticipation.
I can feel the sweat trickling down the back of my neck.
Goosebumps raised on my arms as I watch the board.
I shouldn't be here. I should be waiting in the room.
But I couldn't stay away. So here I am, watching and waiting.
I'm tapping a nervous rhythm with my fingers holding onto the pole.
Waiting for that familiar thump, that pause in my heartbeat before it speeds to 100bpm.
I feel the buzz of a text in my back pocket. Without checking, I know it's you.
I wanted to surprise you.
I lean forward, watching the doors burst open as a wave of people come through.
My skin tingles, awareness heightens my nerves.
Are you here? Are you watching me?
The crowd thins out, once a wave now a thin trickle.
Surrounded by happy families, reunited couples hug and kiss. Whispered words of 'I've missed you' and 'let's go home' float around me.
I stand there alone. Feeling like a fool for thinking you'd be here.
I check my messages. "Flight cancelled".
The tears run unchecked, I shuffle to the exit, head down with an emptiness in my heart.
I should have known better.
Cancelled • Opuss № I