We don't argue about what food to eat, where to eat and what to do next because of this stupid distance that separates us.
We don't argue about what movies to watch during weekends because we only see each other through video call that gets into my nerve every time the connection weakens. I want to hold you, I want to see you, to feel you, to kiss you, to hold you and never let go.
We don't see each other often, and we're okay with that. I hope it's true that absence intensifies love, that no matter how far we are from each other, our love will never be destroyed.
One day, This stupid distance will never be an issue. There will be no more late night video calls, no more hugs and kisses over the screen, no more afternoon quarrels over the phone. No we don't have that kind of love: we never argue about food and movies. What we have is something enormous, a kind of love that goes beyond distance, a kind of love that waits, and a kind of love that stays.
But sometimes, Love isn't enough.