The distance is real. And so is the reaching.

The distance between you and anyone you’ve ever loved is real. Not the physical distance — the distance between two people who were each formed before they found each other, trying to cross toward one another with tools that were never made for this exact gap. Most of what passes between people stops before it gets there. Not because it wasn’t true. Because crossing costs something the surface version of any encounter never has to pay. But some things make it. And you already know which ones they were.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

-Just A Reflection