Wrote this while crying on a plane heading home. Sent it to him after I finished the piece.
As I leave,
The Boston sky cries the tears that I wish I could weep.
Sad to be leaving for what feels like the 100th time.
We'll meet again at an airport and never depart from one another.
But airports will always have a place in my heart.
They are full of love and adventure that out way all the sorrow I felt when I departed to my home away from you.
I've found a home in you.
My heart belongs in Boston because that's where I find you.
© 2019 Ashley
Mark Tulin from Palm Springs, California on January 30, 2019:
A nice romantic poem, Ashley. I love Boston too but for different reasons.