Across the Miles





It’s funny how the little things can take on so much meaning when you’re miles away. Like the way the light catches your laugh lines, or the goofy grin that makes even the worst days a little brighter. All I have here is this stupid screen. And the silence between our last texts feels like an ocean I can’t swim across.
 
Maybe I overreacted earlier. I know things have been tough with the time difference and everything. But sometimes, the silence just screams, you know? It makes me wonder if you’re there on the other side of the world feeling the same things I am. The loneliness, the frustration, and the fear that maybe this distance is too much for us.
 
But then I remember our talk. The way your voice softened when I apologized, the honesty in your words when you admitted your own worries. It felt good to just be real with each other. To confess the doubts, the silly things we miss, and the dreams we share even when we’re apart.
 
Those dreams are what keep me going. The thought of finally being together, seeing your face light up when you see me, that first real hug that will erase all this longing. We might be miles apart, but you’re still the first person I want to talk to about everything. The good, the bad, the in-between. Because in that space, I find a piece of you right here with me.
 
Sure, I still miss you fiercely. Every stolen glance from a cute barista, every funny cat video, every dream about winning the lottery and finally being together—I wish I could share them with you in person. But you know what? Talking to you and being truly heard by you feels pretty darn special too.
 
Maybe this distance isn’t such a bad thing after all. Maybe it fans the flames of our bond and makes us appreciate each other even more. As long as we keep talking and sharing our hearts across the miles, I know we can weather any storm, babe. Because even though the rain may keep falling here, the sun is always shining somewhere. And that’s what keeps me hoping.

Hoping for the day the rain stops, and all I see is the clear blue sky with you by my side.

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