The distance is obviously cruel. For me and her, we try to talk as much as possible and to convey our love through odd ways--a t-shirt, a game, voices recorded on a Dictaphone cassette. lol. Things that one doesn't truly take pleasure in when the distance doesn't exist. You can always make someone feel special in spite of the distance. Nevertheless, I’m sure we're going to try to bridge the gap as frequently as possible, because in spite of everything, we have to feel each other's presence as a whole.
What keeps our relationship progressing... other than what I've revealed--belief, bond, her strength. The small thoughts that come true every day. The small wants that find fulfillment in her presence. The fact that I can make her OD on happiness. The continuous options of what she and I can do together and the repeated evidence that WE can make IT. It's really not something I find in myself alone. It's her and me, as one. That sounds clichéd, but it's true.
I have confidence. In her. In myself. In us.
We all have different experiences, desires, aspirations... It's a matter of finding something absolute. Something that makes everything seem larger be it pain or pleasure.
Love in itself is not enough. In any case, not in that common implication of love with chocolates and flowers. There's loyalty and motivation. There's sincerity with one and other and with oneself. There are the matter-of-fact rationales of being with a person. PARENTS. *yikes* Education.(such an ongoing process I tell ya) Livelihood. (duh) They have to bind together someway. Love arouses all these minor things, but without them, love has zilch to act on.
AND yes I’m not a writer. I can’t do poetry and all that pretty stuff, let alone these blog entries. SO, with that said, :D I’m hoping some of you can find sense in what I’ve written and actually make an effort to comment and question below…eh??..