when you felt the distance of a thousand miles in a few steps. when you couldn’t feel further apart the moment you held hands. when you wished the sun would collapse around you. when you felt like a poor friend, a failed lover, a stranger in the dark. when you thought of the small things you could do, and the ones you wouldn’t try.
when i didn’t know if she was warm enough under the rain. when i couldn’t have the assurance of my hand on her arm. when i hoped she was sound asleep away from the noise. when i stood in fear of losing my words in the air between one land and another.
when, and how we survived.