thought # 102- the difference between distance and space

space: the gap between adoring and breathing, the ability to feel assurance in the physical presence of that significant person in your existence, the respect and trust and raw palpitating of the heart in measurements of understanding and nothingness. the separation between a hand away, the break between being a little frightened to a little more sure, the momentary pause from dialling a number to typing some letters to the one you love. the interval we escape from the mundane, quotidian routine of life to smile, be grateful and await in anticipation at the thought of him or her. the aperture that summons strength and not disaster.

distance: the horrible cold shoulder treatment, the pretence of not being affected by the absence or difference of that significant person in your existence, the lack of interest and rise of doubtful brooding. the universe apart that severes communication and understanding. the heart shaped gap inside of the rib cage, that feeling of restriction from letting that person know that you really do miss them. from the divide that rips what once could be deciphered through the absence of words and replaces this with question marks. the consistent subtraction of feelings and favourable moments, the unrelentless wanting of what we had before, the cruel vanishing of my favourite combination of you and nothing.

i know where i feel like i am but where do i really stand?

ps. i dont know about you, but im tired of cut and paste.