Distance is defined physically as a non-vector quantity, measured in length; meters, centimeters, kilometers and so forth. However, my dear, I am not writing at this late hour, just to explain using complicated scientific terms, what distance means to the world of science. I want you to know what distance should mean to me, to you and to us.
We both have been through relationships. We are not fresh faces to the circle, but we are not experienced enough to call ourselves Gurus. But actually, how many times do we involve in relationships, that you think would make us Gurus; Gurus who are in superior states and are already numb to pain? Would you believe me if I say, I actually quite enjoy myself immersing in a little pain, because it makes me feel alive and it gives me the force to live better?
I have been told of your stories, and I am aware of your histories. I too, have been hurt, and still is in the process of getting healed. Distance has once failed us. It would be the biggest lie, if I tell you that I have full confidence in holding up my chin, and straightening my back, while cursing to Distance, showing no fear for its rude and cheeky interruption. I hear stories, and I witness them. Eventually, Fear crept in, invading my mind and my body. I want to look into your eyes, like a little girl, and tell you, 'I'm afraid for us. For the possibilities. Can you help me?' But I can't. Because if I want to protect you from Fear, I cannot let my mind waver.
Maybe we could play a game of our own, for it could perhaps help lightened up the palpable intensity. We could have simply a redemption coupon, and have it signed for every month that passed. When 12 boxes are fully used, you could have it exchanged for a little present on your request. Or maybe we could race each other to reaching our personal targets, and the first who accomplish could have anything requested. There are so many more that I can think of, that we can do, to make us forget about the Wait, and to remind ourselves more of the Anticipation.
Let's not hate Distance, for it is innocent; let's together learn to appreciate it, for it could possibly create more sparks and chemical between us. Don't people always say, 'Create a little space between so that you can love each other more.' When you are separated from me, perhaps you will discover more of my love and caring, for I will tell you how much I miss your scent, your touch, and your gentleness. When I am separated from you, perhaps I will learn to love you more, for I will certainly miss the very best of you, that I could possibly never find from anyone else. When we are both on a scale of distance or displacement, perhaps we will learn to confess better, to be kinder, and to unearth happiness amid pain.
Did you not once lecture this playful girl, while telling me so hard to appreciate the moments we have now? Say, if it is not for Distance, would we be wasting our times together because we see no urgency in it? I owe one to you and also to It. I make every moment counts, because I wish to create more memories, of which I could slowly devour when you are not there. Memories don't have an expiration date, do they? I hope not.
3 words, 8 letters,
Shae
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