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T’was the first time ever that I had decided to go on a solo trip,
Being phoneless with an injured knee had almost forced me to skip,
I stayed unfazed and kept at it, I was excited for the Maltese flip,
Unbeknownst to me, my life would change on that very airstrip.

Fun fact – it was the first time I ever paid to reserve a flight seat,
30D – I’ll never forget the spot that made the journey so complete,
You were the last ones to board the plane, you didn’t look pleased,
Asking me to sit elsewhere, but a fully booked flight made you retreat,
Your pisellu beamed at me shyly, I couldn’t shy away from a smile so sweet,
Abandoning my Spotify ritual, I sparked a conversation quite indiscreet,
Fortunately, you put your earphones down to hear the words my mouth had to secrete,
Two distinct personalities, cultures and lifestyles surprisingly found solace in an exchange sans deceit,
I opened up about music, mental health and what mattered to me, without missing a beat,
You seemed enthralled, and unravelled yourself..the vehemence of our acquaintance increased,
The fact that both of us were upset as the flight landed, made me feel extremely pleased,
Was it fatal attraction, instant connection or impuslive authenticity that gave a glimpse of the jigsaw puzzle pieced?
T’was something much more profound, for our souls needed time to be sparked into belonging, be released and at ease.

Looking back now, it all feels like the universe conspired (through Ryanair) to make us meet,
Being lost in a non-stop discussion for the duration of the flight is quite some feat,
I’m glad you’re from Malta, otherwise asking for your number would’ve felt unnecessarily obsolete,
Truth be told..I wanted you to show me around (spend more time with me) for deep down, I knew my trip without you would feel incomplete.