Tattoos, Travels, and Tidbits

I apply mac lipstick in Istanbul airport
regret occupying my one track mind
catching myself
I put the tube down

before my trip
I had been separated
Heart aching
Ripped apart from my love

We had to take my sopping face to another city
Broken up with never looked good on a plane

But my sister says

Do it sad
Do it regardless
Do what you need to get to the next day

So I check into my flight
And fix my eyeliner
And board a plane far away
Knowing I’ll return
To an empty home