F*ck Distance


For what is the distance when love can travel for itself? From days where it was all alive on the verge of electronics and now that we have grown up so far we see how much we are about being ourselves than being what we want each other to be. I am in love with how challenging it can be to hug you from here and how our karma can be a bitch but I am in constant process of revolution. I want to make sure that an every inch of my way towards you should be worth remembering. What is more exciting is that to the places where we have been together, those places call me. Everything about you on this planet attracts me more than anything. Did I tell you that we are two opposite poles guiding different paths but who are we without each other? I am a bunch of words unsaid and you are a bunch of hidden emotions. How we still be together? It is the verge of losing someone who is not even half a percent similar to anyone in the world. How can I let go a person with whom years have turned to celebrations and the wait of her became better. You are unlike me but I can’t wish not having enough of you. It is still seems like a moment when these years cross my mind and what we did for each other. It is like yesterday you were preparing for your high school and today you are graduated. Hey, we are in love. 😊

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