The Distance
Tiny little moments we found with each other in the chaos that life was,
‘We’ were in it together, facing our fears,
dreaming of colours, waiting for the day we’d finally be together
sharing those details about our hectic days, being each other’s escape plans
Those silly conversations about school crushes and college lives, how the definition of hope changed over time
The sound of us laughing together, almost as soothing as the sunset on a beach
Weird little details we knew about each other, and the tears we’d not hesitate to shed
How we’d escape the humdrum of life just to hear from each other,
the vocabulary that was never enough for to accommodate our feelings
When did all of this become memories that spilt like water on the ground, that cannot be gathered up again?
When did the giggles turn into deafening silence?
How did the cracks creep in? Why can I not smile again, like I smiled with you
When did our handwritten letters just become pieces of crumpled paper?
How did your favourite notification become your often missed call?
How did falling asleep comfortably in each other’s arms on the either side of the phone become a daily report 'quick call’?
Pain never felt real until I could feel the distance in the 'long-distance' relation.
Now, all that remains is, the poems that will never rhyme again, a heart that will never be hopeful again, for a long time…
