She smiles at me as teardrops gather in her pale eyes.
There is a lump in her throat; her voice is shaky. I can tell that she is trying to be strong for me. I know I am trying to do the same for her. We hug each other so tight, Feeling the warmth of each other’s skin. I smell her familiar scent, and take in a deep breath, Knowing that soon I will forget it all over again. She says something, but I don’t comprehend it. I am too focused on remembering the smell of her skin. I kiss her goodbye on her wrinkled cheek, And can taste her salty tears. As I take another step towards airport security, Another step closer to college, I turn around and see her waving goodbye. I open my mouth to yell, “Bye Mom! I love you!” But nothing comes out, As we are forced to say goodbye yet again.
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