We were to meet at PDX

Portland OR

Description

It was September 7th. I was supposed to meet you at gate B7 at 6:30pm, but my flight in was delayed due to unforseen circumstances. I ran to you as soon as I got there, tripping over my carry on several times on the way. I had hope in my heart but deep in inside I knew I was already too late. The doors to the gate were fully closed by the time I got to you. I watched as you pulled away, turning your sleek white tubular body toward the tarmac. I thought of my empty seat inside you, silently wondering where I was, and I gently wept. I could not control what happened. I accept that now, but wow I wish I could have because it cost $300 to get another ticket home. Next time I'll buy refundable