The Distance Cannot Separate Us

April 17, 2025 

My Dearest,

If only you could see yourself through my eyes right now, you would see the warmth of someone deeply loved. Not just missed in moments, but remembered in silences. You would see someone who has become a part of me in such quiet and profound ways. Sometimes I forget where your words end and mine begin because we are more similar than two souls can ever imagine.

These past few hours have felt slower. Not because I am impatient, but because I have grown used to the joy your presence brings. The way you would return after some time away, sending a soft "I am back, my love" message. I often miss those little moments. As the rhythm of our days shifts, I have come to realize something deeper.

Our love never depended on how often we spoke. It grew because we always knew how deeply we were felt, even in silence. Just as Roger de Bussy-Rabutin said, "Absence is to love what wind is to fire. It extinguishes the small, and inflames the great."

It made me smile a little because if anything, this distance and change will only make my love for you clearer, louder, more determined. I am not afraid of the silence because I trust what we have built. I trust you.

You do not need to feel responsible for how I will react or worry about hurting me. What we share does not rely on constant conversations. It rests on care, safety, and understanding.

That is what makes us, us.

You once said love should be unconditional, safe, patient, and forgiving. And that is exactly what this love is. You do not need to worry about me leaving or feeling distant just because things are different. If anything, I am only getting closer to the core of what we have.

I think of it every time I think of you. It feels like us, does it not? Quietly similar, deeply connected, impossibly tangled in the best way.

And maybe this is just a chapter we had to write. A test of how deep our roots are.

Can we survive even when we are not talking every moment? Can we still grow when we are apart?

Yes, we can. And we will.

With your courage, love, and dedication,

With my patience, loyalty, and constant faith in you and us,

We will make it through.

I want us to look beyond these small pauses in time. Let us dream far ahead, together.

Because if we are capable of promising each other that we will still be each other's home in 2036, then what is there to fear about 2025?

Let us think about that for a second. If we can promise ourselves that eleven years from now we will still be this connected, still be together, still be rooting for each other, then why panic over this little space we are walking through?

I read once, in a novel by Charles Dickens,

"The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again."

And when that day comes, when I finally get to hold your hand, have a tight hug, and smile at you without a screen between us, I know this wait will have been worth every second. I will remember this letter and this promise.

Until then, do not ever doubt me.

I am not going anywhere.

I will love you. I will care for you. I will do everything it takes to hold this love with both hands.

You are not alone in this.

There is a saying,

"Real love does not meet you at your best. It meets you in your mess."

So go ahead. Live, breathe, be strong, and write when you can. I will be right here, loving you from a distance that does not scare me anymore.

"I have waited for you longer than you could ever imagine, and I will wait for you still."

With all the love this letter can hold,

and more that spills between the lines,

Yours always.