Aero plain

This is a very short story that I wrote many years ago (10th grade) after an incident that I've never forgiven myself for occurred. There are no central characters or conflicts. It's just a short narrative about regret. Not to mention around the time I wrote it I was really into the Smashing Pumpkins (which will explain its somber theme and final lines which is a song of theirs) I recently found it and well....here it is:

The pilot engaged his engines and was ready for take off. The stewardess had given the passengers their safety instructions for the ride. The plane began down the runway as everyone prepared for the imminent airborne journey that would be their home for the next five hours or so. Five hours of a multi-ton metallic machine hovering in the sky. Five hours of residing in a single area and feasting on ill-prepared meals. Five hours of being utterly helpless as to what happens on the ground. The man in row M, seat 17, sat right next to the window knowing what he never told her. Knowing he won't touch the same floor as her for hours to come. Kowing that the plane might not even make it's destination. The next five hours would tear his mind apart knowing he had the chance to share his voice i with her ear...to give his being to her. For the next five hours, regret will be his one and only companion. The airplane flew high...it turned right, and he looked left.


Told you it was short!