To the love across the ocean
The airport goodbye, your figure growing smaller in the distance, knowing this time might be the last time
We tried. God, did we try. Late-night video calls across time zones, counting down days until the next visit, making promises about a future that geography kept stealing from us. [ What I'm Grateful For ] Thank you for loving me despite the distance. Thank you for the handwritten letters, the care packages, the effort you put into making me feel close when we were worlds apart. You showed me that love can exist in the space between, even when it's not enough to bridge the gap. [ The Goodbye & The Wish ] The distance won this time. It's nobody's fault—just bad timing, wrong circumstances, life pulling us in different directions. I hope you find someone who can be there in all the ways I couldn't. I hope the distance becomes a memory, not a barrier. I hope you're loved the way you deserve—fully, presently, completely.
— — Across the Miles
Enshrined on November 12, 2024 at 12:00 AM UTC