SFO a few months later...

Here I am, 8 months later, 8 months older, travelling on the same highway from SFO to Santa Clara. An interesting day it has been, delayed flight, cramped seat, between meals, talked to you...

Only 8 months ago, I thought I was in love, only 1 month ago, I thought I was in love again. It hasn't been easy... seeing you being happy with someone else, but it has to be, as it has always been...

On the lonely road in the middle of nowhere, I thought about you, where the road could have led to, I thought about the things you said, the things I might have said, it hasn't been easy... wishing you happy with someone else, but it has to be, as it has always been...

I wish I can be the childish me, telling you to stay, but instead, I wish you well, in the city of Santa Clara, I wish you joy, under the starless cloudless sky, I wish you nothing more and nothing less than what you wish for, as always, only in SFO, only a few weeks later, only a few months later...