Whiff of the past

The Strange thing about this airport was that every time he walked into it, the lefts and the rights seem to have flipped over from last time. And depending on different times in his life, he was some times going home and some times going away through that airport.  His mind would be dulled to a point  where he could  not care less.Today was no different. Last time he left this city, that he so dearly loved, he knew he would never be able to come back here. That day he had walked  through those security check gates,  impermeable as they were,  with a conscious feeling of what he was leaving behind. Questions like will he be able to come back  and claim whats his, will he even be able to come back and what he is leaving behind would still be there, danced  in his head. As he walked  away , forcefully breaking her embrace, he felt the need to look back  at every step.But he didn't. The massive structure of the airport  was filled with her fragrance for him and he walked into those gates


Years had passed since then, and he had buried the hope  some where in his heart, as he toiled  hard with life. Time had helped settle things but like they say, life gives you chances when you least expect, and it doesn't take too much to rekindle a long lost obsession. He got a chance to leave his home, and well, come home after years.He toiled even harder once here, but  it was like he always knew what the end result was going to be. He just wanted to deal with that feeling of not having tried.  He didn't know for how long she had waited, and if at all, if she was still in the city or some where else. But one thing he knew for sure was that no one was going to be left behind today as he walked across the long empty corridors towards the gates out side which  he had left her last time around.The air once again smelled of her hair. Last time around  he wanted to come back to her, but this time around he wanted to come back for her even more